Lord Byron Poem

On my Thirty-third Birthday

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Through Life’s dull road, so dim and dirty,
I have dragged to three-and-thirty.
What have these years left to me?
Nothing—except thirty-three.

Martial, Lib. I. Epig. I.
Epigram, on the Braziers' address to be Presented in Armour by the Company to Queen Caroline.

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