A quotation from Dryden

ÆGEON: Of no distemper, of no blast he died,
   But fell like autumn-fruit that mellowed long;
   Even wondered at, because he dropt no sooner.
   Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years;
   Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more:
   Till, like a clock worn out with eating time,
   The wheels of weary life at last stood still.

John Dryden (1631–1700) English poet, dramatist, critic
Œdipus, Act 4, sc. 1 (1679)


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