YOUTH RENASCENT
Hearts and heads and heels of featherThese are gifts that will not stay; They triumph over any weather But Time will bear them all away. Some say that on another earth, Or happy once again on this, Again as babes we come to birth So once more taste our youthful bliss. Up the highway, young blood singing Chase the rim around the world, Feathered heels of youth are wingingAll too soon are pinions furled. Youth is gold in morning light, Flashes back from leaf and rill, Gleams in all there is that’s bright, Flies from everything that’s still. If it’s so, since age we must In nerve and sinew, heart and brain, Let us, ere we fall on rust, Kill ourselves to live again.
F. Tcnnyson
Jesse.
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Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 37, 30 March 1928, Page 6
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129YOUTH RENASCENT Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 37, 30 March 1928, Page 6
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