On his bold visage middle age Had slightly press'd its signet sage, Yet had not quench'd the open truth And fiery vehemence of youth: Forward and frolic glee was there, The will to do, the soul to dare.
Sir Walter Scott (1771 - 1832)
Source: Lady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 21.
Contributed by: Zaady
The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have know a better day.
Source: The Lay of the Last Minstrel, 1805
Thus aged men, full loth and slow, The vanities of life forego, And count their youthful follies o'er, Till Memory lends her light no more.
Source: Rokeby. Canto v. Stanza 1.
Just at the age 'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is truth.
And dar'st thou then To beard the lion in his den, The Douglas in his hall?
Source: The Talisman. 1825, Canto vi. Stanza xiv.
He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore, He gave his bridle reins a shake, Said, "Adieu for evermore, my love, And adieu for evermore."
Source: "Rokeby" (1813)
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