Увы, девицы, я старик
И от забав давно отвык.
И, поглядите, стал снаружи
Зиме подобен, - снегу, стуже.
А буду и внутри с ней схож, -
От холода вас бросит в дрожь.
Robert Herrick
1093. To his Girles who would have him sportfull
Alas I can't, for tell me how
Can I be gamesome (aged now)
Besides ye see me daily grow
Here Winter-like, to Frost and Snow.
And I ere long, my Girles shall see,
Ye quake for cold to looke on me.