Bar fast the gate of memory when my ghost

[on the reverse of The Rivals]

Bar fast the gate of memory when my ghost
Whines for admission ;
Why should you favour me above the lost
In like position ?

Reserve your favours now for men that live ,
The dead need none :
Slip me from mind as sands slip through a sieve ,
Or in an hourglass run .

The hourglass runs to rescue living men :
You must grow old :
Like a rose drab and shrivelled , you shall then
Lie in the cold .

And when the wind , a lover at your door ,
Whispers importunate ,
Remember one whose love was even more
Unfortunate .

The Rivals was dated 24 September 1951