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Our youth we can have but to-day;

We may always find time to grow old.

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Youth is to all the glad season of life; but often only by what it hopes, not by what it attains, or what it escapes.

CARLYLE Essays. Schiller.

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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.

CICERO-Cato; or, An Essay on Old Age.

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Prima commendiato proficiscitur a modestia tum pietate in parentes, tum in suos benevolentia. The chief recommendation [in a young man] is modesty, then dutiful conduct toward parents, then affection for kindred.

CICERO De Officiis. II. 13.

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BISHOP BERKELEY-Can Love be Controlled by Teneris, heu, lubrica moribus ætas!

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Advice?

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Alas! the slippery nature of tender youth. CLAUDIANUS-De Raptu Proserpinæ. III. 227.

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Man is nought but folly's slave,

From the cradle to the grave.

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The smiles, the tears

Of boyhood's years,

The words of love then spoken. MOORE Oft in the Stilly Night.

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W. H. IRELAND-Modern Ship of Fools. (Of Dissimiles hic vir, et ille puer.

the Folly of all the World.)

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Towering in confidence of twenty-one.

SAMUEL JOHNSON-Letter to Bennet Langton. Jan., 1758.

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When all the world is young, lad,

And all the trees are green;

And every goose a swan, lad,

And every lass a queen;

Then hey, for boot and horse, lad,
And round the world away;

Young blood must have its course, lad,
And every dog his day.

CHARLES KINGSLEY-Water Babies.

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Our youth began with tears and sighs,
With seeking what we could not find;

We sought and knew not what we sought; We marvel, now we look behind:

Life's more amusing than we thought. ANDREW LANG-Ballade of Middle Age.

Act III.

How different from the present man was the youth of earlier days!

OVID-Heroides. IX. 24.

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Crabbed age and youth cannot live together;

Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short;

Youth is nimble, age is lame;

Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold;
Youth is wild, and age is tame.

Age, I do abhor thee; youth I do adore thee.
The Passionate Pilgrim. St. 12.

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What is that to him that reaps not harvest of his youthful joys,

Though the deep heart of existence beat forever like a boy's?

TENNYSON-Locksley Hall. St. 70.

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What unjust judges fathers are, when in regard to us they hold

That even in our boyish days we ought in conduct to be old,

Nor taste at all the very things that youth and only youth requires;

They rule us by their present wants not by their past long-lost desires.

TERENCE The Self-Tormentor. Act I. Sc. 3. F. W. RICORD's trans.

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The next, keep under Sir Hobbard de Hoy:
The next, a man, no longer a boy.
TUSSER-Hundred Points of Husbandry.
(See also BARHAM)

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Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very Heaven! WORDSWORTH-The Prelude. Bk. XI.

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A youth to whom was given

So much of earth, so much of heaven. WORDSWORTH-Ruth.

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This is the law of the Yukon, that only the Strong shall survive;

That surely the Weak shall perish, and only the Fit survive.

Dissolute, damned and despairful, crippled and palsied and slain,

This is the Will of the Yukon,-Lo, how she makes it plain!

ROBERT W. SERVICE-Law of the Yukon.

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There's a land where the mountains are nameless
And the rivers all run God knows where;
There are lives that are erring and aimless,
And deaths that just hang by a hair;
There are hardships that nobody reckons;
There are valleys unpeopled and still;
There's a land-oh, it beckons and beckons,
And I want to go back-and I will.
ROBERT W. SERVICE-Spell of the Yukon.

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YVETTE (RIVER)

O lovely river of Yvette!

O darling river! like a bride,
Some dimpled, bashful, fair Lisette,
Thou goest to wed the Orge's tide.

O lovely river of Yvette!

O darling stream! on balanced wings The wood-birds sang the chansonnette That here a wandering poet sings. LONGFELLOW-To the River Yvette. St. 5.

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