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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Sonnet: ‘Sad is our youth, for it is ever going’
By Sir Aubrey de Vere (1788–1846)
 
    SAD is our youth, for it is ever going,
      Crumbling away beneath our very feet;
    Sad is our life, for onward it is flowing
      In currents unperceived, because so fleet;
    Sad are our hopes, for they were sweet in sowing—        5
      But tares, self-sown, have overtopped the wheat;
    Sad are our joys, for they were sweet in blowing—
      And still, oh still, their dying breath is sweet;
    And sweet is youth, although it hath bereft us
      Of that which made our childhood sweeter still;        10
    And sweet is middle life, for it hath left us
      A nearer good to cure an older ill;
    And sweet are all things, when we learn to prize them
Not for their sake, but His who grants them, or denies them!
 
 
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