ΣΤΗΝ ΚΑΤΗΦΟΡΙΑ ΤΗΣ ΖΩΗΣ

William Collins

[1821- 12 ιουνίου 1859]

Άγγλος ποιητής, που πέθανε (από ψυχική και σωματική
εξάντληση) νέος αλλά άφησε πίσω του μερικά από τα πιο
αξιόλογα ποιήματα του 19ου αιώνα.
Στο ποίημα "Στην κατηφοριά της ζωής" εκφράζει την επιθυμία
να είναι αμέριμνη η ζωή του , όταν αποσυρθεί από το
"μάχιμο βίο": του αρκούν ένα μικρό κομμάτι γης
για να το καλλιεργεί, μια αγελάδα , ένα σκυλί,
μερικοί φίλοι για παρέα, μια πολυθρόνα για να ατενίζει
τη θαλασσα , οι μέρες να κυλούν δίχως σκοτούρες για χρήματα,
άγχη και θλίψεις...
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In The Downhill Of Life
(1740)

In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining,
May my lot no less fortunate be
Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining,
And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea;
With an ambling pad-pony to pace o'er the lawn,
While I carol away idle sorrow,
And blithe as the lark that each day hails the dawn
Look forward with hope for tomorrow.With a porch at my door,
both for shelter and shade too,
As the sunshine or rain may prevail;
And a small spot of ground for the use of the spade too,
With a barn for the use of the flail;

A cow for my dairy, a dog for my game,And a purse when a friend
wants to borrow;
I'll envy no Nabob his riches or fame,
Nor what honours may wait him tomorrow.
From the bleak northern blast may my cot be completely

Secured by a neighbouring hill;
And at night may repose steal upon me more sweetly
By the sound of a murmuring rill;
And while peace and plenty I find at my board,
With a heart free from sickness and sorrow,
With my friends may I share what today may afford,
And let them spread the table tomorrow.
And when I at last must throw off this frail cov'ring
Which I've worn for threescore years and ten,
On the brink of the grave I'll not seek to keep hov'ring,

Nor my thread wish to spin o'er again;
But my face in the glass I'll serenely survey,
And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow;
As this old worn-out stuff, which is threadbare today,May become everlasting tomorrow.