'Tis well to give honour and glory to age,
With its lessons of wisdom and truth;
Yet who would not go back to the fanciful page,
And the fairy tale read but in youth?
~Eliza Cook, "Stanzas," , 1840
An old woman looks in a mirror, recalls a little girl with a rag doll, and wonders what became of the little girl.
Why is it, that the soul looks
On its once fair, now faded track,
When Youth and Hope, so fondly bright,
Would still direct its flight?
In Manhood's more advancéd years,
We look on youth, and e'en its ,
All fondly beaming on our gaze,
Seem bright thro' intervening days.
Such joyous freshness hath that time,
So pure the sunshine of its clime,
That turning back, those days to hail,
Bright Fiction lends to Truth her veil,
And o'er each scene of care or woe
Its brighter tints will gently throw:—
Thus sleeps on Midnight's darker hue
The zone that girds her robe of blue.
~Robert Howe Gould, "Poetic Musings, Addressed to a Lady," 1840
The arctic loneliness of age.
~Logan Pearsall Smith, "Age and Death," , 1931
I can remember once, ere I was dead,
The sorrow and the prayer and bitter cry
When they who loved me stood around the bed,
Watching till I should die:
They need not so have grieved their souls for me,
Grouped statue-like to count my failing breath—
Only one thought strove faintly, bitterly
With the kind drug of Death:
How once upon a time, unwept, unknown,
Unhelped by pitying sigh or murmured prayer,
My youth died in slow agony alone
With none to watch or care.
~Margaret Widdemer (1884–1978), "The Two Dyings," 1913
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It grows out of the disintegration of the old forms, vinyl and aerosol institutions that carry all the inane and destructive values of privatism; competition, commercialism, profitability and elitism It's not a "youth thing" by now but a generational event; chronological age is the only current phase".
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Short Essay on Teenage sof881@ ..
Age composes poems upon our faces,
with more meaning
and fewer rhymes
every passing year.
Do I weep then that dreams are flown, strength gone, and youth dead?
Age and Youth by William Shakespeare Essay - …
The numbers of our pages
and chapters of our books—
we quickly fly through ages
losing youth in life's crannies and nooks.
Under perfect conditions of constitution, climate, food, occupations and habits of life, the periods of youth could be greatly prolonged, the decrepitude of age entirely avoided; and like an apple ripe and mellow, man would drop from the tree of life without a struggle or a groan.
Crabbed age and youth essay writing Logo shiksha ka adhikar essay global warming hoax essay writing essay essay writers reviews ethics robotics essay short~Ronald Blythe
But if thou wilt enjoy thy warm youth, not terrified by the ice-pit of old age, which awaits thee in the background, and in which, under an ever-increasing cold, thou wilt be preserved for a season, then look upon the glad to‑day as a long youth, and upon the sad to‑morrow as a short old age.
Summary of essay of youth and age coleridgeThese things are disagreeable because they tell you that you are no longer young—that you have passed through youth, are now in middle age, and faring onward to the shadows in which, somewhere, a grave is hid.
Romeo and juliet youth and age essay~Robert Quillen
If youth but know,
And old age only could.
Old age puts more wrinkles in our minds than on our faces.
584 Words Short Essay on drug abuse among youth ..~Herbert Beerbohm Tree, as quoted by Hesketh Pearson ("Sir Herbert Tree," )
There's this youth culture that is really, really powerful and really, really strong, but what it does is it really discards people once they reach a certain age.
31/10/2013 · (The following poem, Of Youth and Age, was written by essayist Francis Bacon. While the essay is short, there is a lot of wisdom in what he shares.~
So, as the season was autumnal and the trees were turning brown, I chose a strictly appropriate sentence to be commented upon, "We all do fade as a leaf." It was to be a serious, reflective, almost sentimental discourse, upon the approach of age, the mellowness and beauty of the ripening fruit of experience, the kindly wisdom which was to make up for the cruder joys of youth...