robert southey - the old man's comforts and how he gained them lyrics
you are old, father william, the young man cried
the few locks which are left you are grey;
you are hale, father william, a hearty old man
now tell me the reason i pray
in the days of my youth, father william replied
i remember’d that youth would fly fast
and abused not my health and my vigour at first
that i never might need them at last
you are old, father william, the young man cried
and pleasures with youth p-ss away
and yet you lament not the days that are gone
now tell me the reason i pray
in the days of my youth, father william replied
i remember’d that youth could not last;
i thought of the future whatever i did
that i never might grieve for the past
you are old, father william, the young man cried
and life must be hastening away;
you are chearful, and love to converse upon death!
now tell me the reason i pray
i am chearful, young man, father william replied
let the cause thy attention engage;
in the days of my youth i remember’d my god!
and he hath not forgotten my age
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