[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
The Rivals was dated 24 September 1951