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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.

To Mrs. Thrale

Samuel Johnson (1709–1784)

On her completing her Thirty-fifth Year

OFT in danger, yet alive,

We are come to thirty-five;

Long may better years arrive,

Better years than thirty-five.

Could philosophers contrive

Life to stop at thirty-five,

Time his hours should never drive

O’er the bounds of thirty-five.

High to soar, and deep to dive,

Nature gives at thirty-five.

Ladies, stock and tend your hive,

Trifle not at thirty-five;

For, howe’er we boast and strive,

Life declines from thirty-five;

He that ever hopes to thrive

Must begin at thirty-five;

And all who wisely wish to wive

Must look on Thrale at thirty-five.