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david moore - to an athlete dying young كلمات أغنية

the time you won your town the race
we chaired you through the market_place;
man and boy stood cheering by
and home we brought you shoulder_high

today, the road all runners come
shoulder_high we bring you home
and set you at your threshold down
townsman of a stiller town

smart lad, to slip betimes away
from fields where glory does not stay
and early though the laurel grows
it withers quicker than the rose

eyes the shady night has shut
cannot see the record cut
and silence sounds no worse than cheers
after еarth has stopped the ears

now you will not swеll the rout
of lads that wore their honours out
runners whom renown outran
and the name died before the man

so set, before its echoes fade
the fleet foot on the sill of shade
and hold to the low lintel up
the still_defended challenge_cup
and round that early_laurelled head
will flock to gaze the strengthless dead
and find unwithered on its curls
the garland briefer than a girl’s

- david moore

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