and so it is...

Of all those starting out
High-horsed and spirited,
Instepped in their stirrups,

Who will stay young in the end?
Who'll be the merrymen old,
Weird sisters, the mockers of mockers?

Be poet enough to survive
Those delusions the king of the world
Presented once to Buddha?

"After the first of desire
And the second, terror of death,
That of social obligation."

-Seamus Heaney, seen posted in The Guardian,