Here you will find thePoemA Farewell To Youthof poet Alfred Austin
Ere that I say farewell to youth, and take The homely road that leads to life's decline, Let me be sure again I shall not pine To taste the bliss you bid me to forsake: That Spring's returning raptures will not wake Too late repentance for abjuring mine, Nor the old sweets I pledge me to resign Behind them leave the bitterness of ache. Yet is there nothing of one's generous prime To bear me kindred company to the end, Some passionate longing, some belief sublime, Some wrong to right, some failure to befriend? Leave me but these, I care not where I wend, But down life's slope go hand-in-hand with Time.
