Now Antonius, in a smiling age, Counts of his life the fifteenth finished stage. The rounded days and the safe years he sees Nor fears death's water mounting round his knees, To him remembering not one day is sad, Not one but that its memory makes him glad. So good men lengthen life; and to recall The past, is to have twice enjoyed it all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TIME AND THE PERFUME RIVER by KAREN SWENSON VISIONS: 4. A ROSE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) THE INDIAN BURYING GROUND by PHILIP FRENEAU ON THE LIFE OF MAN by WALTER RALEIGH THE LAST LOOK O' HAME by HEW AINSLIE TWO SONNETS FROM NEW YORK: TOWERS by ADELAIDE NICHOLS BAKER |