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THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 67. THE THREE AGES OF WOMAN: 2, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Your youth flowed on, a river chaste and fair
Last Line: "in token of what joys may yet be had."


Your youth flowed on, a river chaste and fair,
Till thirty years were written to your name.
A wife, a mother, these the titles were
Which conquered for you the world's fairest fame.
In all things you were wise but in this one,
That of your wisdom you yourself did doubt.
Youth spent like age, no joy beneath the sun.
Your glass of beauty vainly running out.
Then suddenly again, ere well you knew,
Love looked upon you tenderly, yet sad:
"Are these wise follies, then, enough for you?"
He said;—"Love's wisdom were itself less mad."
And you: "What wouldst thou of me?" "My bare due,
In token of what joys may yet be had."





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