Oft in danger, yet alive, br We are come to thirty-five; br Long may better years arrive, br Better years than thirty-five. br Could philosophers contrive br Life to stop at thirty-five, br Time his hours should never drive br O'er the bounds of thirty-five br High to soar, and deep to dive, br Nature gives at thirty-five. br Ladies, stop and tend your hive, br Trifle not at thirty-five; br For, howe'er we boast and strive, br Life declines from thirty-five: br He that ever hopes to thrive br Must begin by thirty-five: br And all who wisely wish to wive br Must look on Thrale at thirty-five.