I will wear purple bonnets And high black shoes. Too soon, too soon, Youth is all we lose. Losing Life is nothing much After youth is gone. Tell me I am sweet to touch For old age will be long; Tell me that this yellow dress Is a part of loveliness -- Like a jonquil in the spring -- Tell me any foolish thing! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LEPANTO by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON ON STURMINSTER FOOT-BRIDGE by THOMAS HARDY TO AGE by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR ST. JOHN'S, CAMBRIDGE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE VOYAGE TO VINLAND: 3. GUDRIDA'S PROPHECY by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |