Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD AGE, by ANACREON Poet's Biography First Line: Sweet youth no more will tarry Last Line: And win their journey back. Alternate Author Name(s): Anakreon; Anacreontea | ||||||||
Sweet Youth no more will tarry, My friend a while ago; Now white's the head I carry, And grey my temples grow, My teeth -- a ragged row. To taste the joy of living But little space have I, And torn with sick misgiving I can but sob and sigh, So deep the dead men lie. So deep their place and dismal, All means, be sure, they lack Down in the murk abysmal To scale the upward track And win their journey back. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WOUNDED CUPID. SONG by ANACREON UPON DRINKING IN A BOWL by ANACREON |
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