
muchas veces en peligro, pero vivo, mauro entró el viernes a los treintaicuatro. como todos, él se pregunta cuándo terminará la depre de los treintaicuatro; como todos, él sabe que termina cuando llegan, por fin, los treintaicinco –ya luego empieza la decadencia. dígalo si no el viejo y querido doctor johnson, que no siempre era penseroso:
oft in danger, yet alive,
we are come to thirty-five;
long may better years arrive,
better years than thirty-five.
could philosophers contrive
life to stop at thirty-five,
time his hours should never drive
o’er the bounds of thirty-five.
high to soar, and deep to dive,
nature gives at thirty-five;
ladies, stock and tend your hive,
trifle not at thirty-five;
for, howe’er we boast and strive,
life declines from thirty-five;
he that ever hopes to thrive,
must begin by thirty-five;
and all who wisely wish to wive
must look on mauro at thirty-five.