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Do not commit the error common among the young, of assuming that if you cannot save the whole of mankind read more
Do not commit the error common among the young, of assuming that if you cannot save the whole of mankind you have failed.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
Youth is to all the glad reason of life; but often only by what
it hopes, not by what read more
Youth is to all the glad reason of life; but often only by what
it hopes, not by what it attains, or what it escapes.
Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise,
We love the play-place of our early days;
The read more
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.
I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today, read more
I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today, for certainly all youth are reckless beyond words. When I was a boy, we were taught to be discrete and respectful of elders, but the present youth are exceedingly wise and impatient of restraint.
I was between
A man and a boy, A hobble-de-hoy,
A fat, little, punchy concern of sixteen.
I was between
A man and a boy, A hobble-de-hoy,
A fat, little, punchy concern of sixteen.
As I approve of a youth that has something of the old man in him, so I am no less read more
As I approve of a youth that has something of the old man in him, so I am no less pleased with an old man that has something of the youth. He that follows this rule may be old in body, but can never be so in mind.
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.
It takes a long time to become young.
It takes a long time to become young.