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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Border Ballad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">OH, I haven't got long to live, for we all<br>Die soon, e'en those who live longest;<br>And the poorest and weakest are taking their chance<br>Along with the richest and strongest.<br>So it's heigho for a glass and a song,<br>And a bright eye over the table,<br>And a dog for the hunt when the game is flush.<br>And the pick of a gentleman's stable.<br>There is Dimmock o' Dune, he was here yesternight,<br>But he's rotting to-day on Glen Arragh;<br>'Twas the hand o' MacPherson that gave him the blow,<br>And the vultures shall feast on his marrow.<br>But it's heigho for a brave old song<br>And a glass while we are able;<br>Here's a health to death and another cup<br>To the bright eye over the table.<br>I can show a broad back and a jolly deep chest,<br>But who argues now on appearance?<br>A blow or a thrust or a stumble at best<br>May send me to-day to my clearance.<br>Then it's heigho for the things I love,<br>My mother'll be soon wearing sable,<br>But give me my horse and my dog and my glass,<br>And a bright eye over the table.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</a></strong></div>