The ages roll
Forward; and, forward with them, draw my soul
Into Time’s infinite sea.
And to be glad or sad I care no more:
But to have done, and to have been, before
I cease to do and be!
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"A Confession and Apology", All the Year Round, Vol. ii New Series (September 11, 1869), p. 349; The Wanderer, Book iv: Exile, "A Confession and Apology", in The Wanderer and Other Poems (London: Chapman & Hall, 1876), p. 189.