73. A Noble End
V ESTINUS was ill and drew near his last breath,
A traveller bound for the waters beneath,
When he prayed the dark sisters to hold back the thread
And grant him a respite ere he should lie dead.
His words moved the Fates, for it was as a friend
He was thinking of others, not of his own end.
He shared out his wealth as in bed he did lie,
And then was content, like an old man, to die.
A traveller bound for the waters beneath,
When he prayed the dark sisters to hold back the thread
And grant him a respite ere he should lie dead.
His words moved the Fates, for it was as a friend
He was thinking of others, not of his own end.
He shared out his wealth as in bed he did lie,
And then was content, like an old man, to die.
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