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A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth. Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of read more
A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth. Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of decay, it would give us hopes of eternal youth in a better world.
Age considers; youth ventures.
Age considers; youth ventures.
Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young.
Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young.
He has grown aged in this world of woe,
In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life.
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He has grown aged in this world of woe,
In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life.
So that no wonder waits him.
The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by
reason of strength they be fourscore read more
The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by
reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength
labour and sorrow; for it soon cut off, and we fly away.
. . . Years steal
Fire from the mind, as vigor from the limb;
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. . . Years steal
Fire from the mind, as vigor from the limb;
And life's enchanted cut but sparkles near the brim.
Believe that you're young enough, old enough, strong enough, and so on to accomplish everything you want to do.
Believe that you're young enough, old enough, strong enough, and so on to accomplish everything you want to do.
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),
