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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IF I GROW OLD, by ETHEL BERRY ALLEN
First Line: If I grow old let every wrinkle show
Last Line: Is mine. How sweet the chant no noise defiles.
Subject(s): Aging; Pity; Youth
First Line: If I grow old let every wrinkle show
Last Line: Is mine. How sweet the chant no noise defiles.
Subject(s): Aging; Pity; Youth
If I grow old let every wrinkle show
The food that nourished it in youth was smiles.
If footsteps lag, let no one say, "He's slow."
He misses much who hurries over the miles.
If eye be dim, let pity none bestow.
The inner eye sees naught that sight beguiles.
If ear grow deaf, let no one feel that woe
Is mine. How sweet the chant no noise defiles.
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