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Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
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Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
These laid the world away: poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene
That men call age, and those who would have been
Their sons, they gave their immortality.
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the read more
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Her years
Were ripe, they might make six-and-twenty springs;
But there are forms which Time to touch read more
Her years
Were ripe, they might make six-and-twenty springs;
But there are forms which Time to touch forbears.
And turns aside his scythe to vulgar things.
Life went a-Maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy;
When I was young!
When I read more
Life went a-Maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy;
When I was young!
When I was young?--Ah, woful when!
On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.
On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.
It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth. Lamentations 3:27
It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth. Lamentations 3:27
Every youth owes it to himself and to the world to make the most possible out of the stuff that read more
Every youth owes it to himself and to the world to make the most possible out of the stuff that is in him...
Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise,
We love the play-place of our early days;
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Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise,
We love the play-place of our early days;
The scene is touching, and the heart is stone,
That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
To get back one's youth one has merely to repeat one's follies
To get back one's youth one has merely to repeat one's follies
