Old age doth in sharp pains abound;
We are belabored by the gout,
Our blindness is a read more

Old age doth in sharp pains abound;
We are belabored by the gout,
Our blindness is a dark profound,
Our deafness each one laughs about.
Then reason's light with falling ray
Doth but a trembling flicker cast.
Honor to age, ye children pay!
Alas! my fifty years are past!

Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed

Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed

Weak withering age no rigid law forbids.
With frugal nectar, smooth and slow with balm,
The sapless read more

Weak withering age no rigid law forbids.
With frugal nectar, smooth and slow with balm,
The sapless habit daily to bedew,
And give the hesitating wheels of life
Gliblier to play.

And Moses was an hundred and twenty years old when he died: his
eye was not dim, nor his read more

And Moses was an hundred and twenty years old when he died: his
eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.

Age does not make us childish, as some say; it finds us true children.

Age does not make us childish, as some say; it finds us true children.

One of the many things nobody ever tells you about middle age is that it's such a nice change from read more

One of the many things nobody ever tells you about middle age is that it's such a nice change from being young.

I will never be an old man. To me, old age is always 15 years older than I am.

I will never be an old man. To me, old age is always 15 years older than I am.

My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, read more

My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the grief
Are mine alone!
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),

So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto
wisdom.

So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto
wisdom.