Charles Kingsley

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Charles Kingsley

Young and Old

by Charles Kingsley

When all the world is young, lad,
And all the trees are green;
And every goose a swan, lad,
And every lass a queen;
Then hey for boot and horse, lad,
And round the world away;
Young blood must have its course, lad,
And every dog his day.

When all the world is old, lad,
And all the trees are brown;
And all the sport is stale, lad,
And all the wheels run down;
Creep home, and take your place there,
The spent and maimed among:
God grant you find one face there,
You loved when all was young.

“Young and Old” by Charles Kingsley. Public Domain.

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2 Comments

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2 responses to “Charles Kingsley

  1. So oud en steeds van pas. Eisj neem dit my nou ver terug.

  2. perdebytjie

    Laat mens dink.

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