Memento mori

By Megan McArdle
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WITH rue my heart is laden

For golden friends I had,

For many a rose-lipt maiden

And many a lightfoot lad.



By brooks too broad for leaping
The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.

This article available online at:

http://www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2007/09/memento-mori/1903/