OFT in danger, yet alive, We are come to thirty-five; Long may better years arrive, Better years than thirty-five! Could philosophers contrive Life to stop at thirty-five, Time his hours should never drive O'er the bounds of thirty-five, High to soar and deep to dive, Nature gives at thirty-five, Ladies, stock and tend your hive, Trifle not at thirty-five; For, howe'er we boast and strive, Life declines from thirty-five, He that ever hopes to thrive Must begin by thirty-five; And all who wisely wish to wive Must look on Thrale at thirty-five. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT MY LOVER SAID by HOMER GREENE THE GARDEN SEAT by THOMAS HARDY ON HEARING OF INTENTION .. TO PURCHASE THE POET'S FREEDOM by GEORGE MOSES HORTON TO A PINE TREE by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL HORATIUS [AT THE BRIDGE], FR. LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME by THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY COMMEMORATIVE OF A NAVAL VICTORY by HERMAN MELVILLE ON AN ANNIVERSARY by JOHN MILLINGTON SYNGE |