If thou regret'st thy youth, why live?
If thou regret'st thy youth, why live?
A tigress robb'd of young, a lioness, Or any interesting beast of prey, Are similes at hand for the distress Of ladies who cannot have their own way
Fame is the thirst of youth.
Tis pleasing to be school'd in a strange tongue By female lips and eyes--that is, I mean, When both the teacher and the taught are young, As was the case, at least, where I have been They smile so when one's right and when one's wrong They smile still more.
I have seen a thousand graves opened, and always perceived that whatever was gone, the teeth and hair remained of those who had died with them. Is not this odd They go the very first things in youth and yet last the longest in the dust.
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