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LINES
By the Hon. St. George Tucker, of Virginia.
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The following Lines were written on being solicited to know why the Author had ceased to court the inspiration of the Poetic Muse.
DAYS of my youth—ye have glided away,
Hairs of my youth—ye are frosted and grey;
Eyes of my youth—your keen sight is no more,
Cheeks of my youth—ye are furrow'd all o'er;
Strength of my youth—all your vigour is gone,
Thoughts of my youth—your gay visions are flown.
Hairs of my youth—ye are frosted and grey;
Eyes of my youth—your keen sight is no more,
Cheeks of my youth—ye are furrow'd all o'er;
Strength of my youth—all your vigour is gone,
Thoughts of my youth—your gay visions are flown.
Days of my youth—I wish not your recal,
Hairs of my youth—I'm content you should fall;
Eyes of my youth—ye much evil have seen,
Cheeks of my youth—bath'd in tears have ye been;
Thoughts of my youth—ye have led me astray,
Strength of my youth—why lament your decay!
Hairs of my youth—I'm content you should fall;
Eyes of my youth—ye much evil have seen,
Cheeks of my youth—bath'd in tears have ye been;
Thoughts of my youth—ye have led me astray,
Strength of my youth—why lament your decay!
Days of my age—ye will shortly be past,
Pains of my age—yet awhile can ye last;
Joys of my age—in true wisdom delight,
Eyes of my age—be religion your light;
Thoughts of my age—dread ye not the cold sod,
Hopes of my age—be ye fixed on your God.
Pains of my age—yet awhile can ye last;
Joys of my age—in true wisdom delight,
Eyes of my age—be religion your light;
Thoughts of my age—dread ye not the cold sod,
Hopes of my age—be ye fixed on your God.
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