THE AGE OF WISDOM.
Ho, pretty page, with the dimpled chin, That never has known the barber's shear, AH your wish is vroinau to win ; This is Ihe way that boys begin— Wait till you come to Forty Year.
Curly gold locks cover foolish brains j Billing and cooing is all your cheer i' Sighing and Hoping of midnight strains, Under Bonnybell's window panes— Wail till you come to Forty. Year.
Forty times over let Michaelmas pass; Grizzling hair the brain doth clear — Then you know v boy U an ats, Then you know the worth of aim*, Onco you have co«ue to Forty Year.
Pledge me round, I bid you declare, All good fellows whose beards are grey, Did not the fairest of the fair • Common prow, and wearisome, er* Ever v mouth was puesed away ?
The red.leet lips that ever have kissed, The brightest eyes that ever have shone, May pray and whisper, and we not list, Or look away, and never be mieifd, Ere yet ever a month is gone.
Gillian's dead, God rest her bier, How I loTed her twenty year syne! Marian's married, but I sit here, Alone and merry at >-ort.y Year, Dipping my nose in Gft>con wine. —Thackeray.
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Thames Star, Volume XII, Issue 3969, 17 September 1881, Page 1
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205THE AGE OF WISDOM. Thames Star, Volume XII, Issue 3969, 17 September 1881, Page 1
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