Sungleams Rondeaux and Sonnets. By the Rev. Richard Wilton |
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XLVI. MY SPECTACLES.
“My Spectacles!” I said, and sighed,
To find how wholly I relied
On crystal aids to clear the page—
New token of on-creeping age,
To be well noted, not denied.
To find how wholly I relied
On crystal aids to clear the page—
New token of on-creeping age,
To be well noted, not denied.
Let not the young folk in their pride
These crutches of the eyes deride,
Or drive with laughter from the stage—
My spectacles.
These crutches of the eyes deride,
Or drive with laughter from the stage—
My spectacles.
Not always will sweet youth abide;
Then let its hours, as swift they glide,
Make much of “old experience” sage—
Till, quitting this dim mortal cage
For keener sight, I lay aside
My spectacles.
Then let its hours, as swift they glide,
Make much of “old experience” sage—
Till, quitting this dim mortal cage
For keener sight, I lay aside
My spectacles.
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