<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</SPAN></span></p>
<h3>XIX</h3>
<h3><i>Youth</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">Youth and its pensive agonies! How soon<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The restless heart forgets to crave the moon!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Age is too weary for the butterflies—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Spring’s rainbow radiance fluttering through sweet skies,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Hope merrily deferred. We see the morn,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">We who are old, in shattered fragments. Scorn<br/></span>
<span class="i0">For laughter and for singing clouds our breast.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Youth, take your fill of pleasure, for the rest<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Of Age is endless. Sing, nor grudge the song—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Youth is so short, and Age, quiet Age, so long!<br/></span></div>
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