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.
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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
It takes a long time to become young.
It takes a long time to become young.
We have a powerful potential in out youth, and we must have the courage to change old ideas and practices read more
We have a powerful potential in out youth, and we must have the courage to change old ideas and practices so that we may direct their power toward good ends.
Smiling always with a never fading serenity of countenance, and
flourishing in an immortal youth.
Smiling always with a never fading serenity of countenance, and
flourishing in an immortal youth.
And both were young, and one was beautiful.
And both were young, and one was beautiful.
I, for one, hope that youth will again revolt and again demoralize the dead weight of conformity that now lies read more
I, for one, hope that youth will again revolt and again demoralize the dead weight of conformity that now lies upon us.
Youth comes but once in a lifetime
Youth comes but once in a lifetime
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
An inordinate passion for pleasure is the secret of remaining young
An inordinate passion for pleasure is the secret of remaining young
