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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO YOUTH, by MATHILDE DORE
First Line: If I remember youth and its brief years
Last Line: Content to bear the memories of its name.
Subject(s): Youth
First Line: If I remember youth and its brief years
Last Line: Content to bear the memories of its name.
Subject(s): Youth
If I remember Youth and its brief years --
A flair of folly, mad outburst of fun;
A lilting tune and then the tune has run
Upon the empty beach of woe and tears;
A full-blown rose; a hearth-fire turning grey;
An empty sound as clanking brasses meet;
A gush of laughter down a quiet street;
I'll surely challenge Youth its hurried stay!
O, lift the cup of wonder lest it spill --
Like wine the last few drops are ever best;
O, stir the blaze of Beauty, let it flame
Until it satisfies us with its thrill!
As Youth-fires die age quietly sinks to rest,
Content to bear the memories of its name.
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