Sprightly Old Age
Leigh Hunt
1784 to 1859
Track 1
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Stop, Cybele, roses there, —
And I'll join you, young for young,
And display a graceful madness.
To the dance on starting wings.
Grey-beard sloth away be flung;
Youth itself returns to me.
As befits a dancer's hair:
Then indeed my old age springs,
Afterwards go fetch we wine,
Able still to warble too,
And I'll show what age can do,
Bounty of a fruit divine;
When the sports of youth I see,
Able still to drink down sadness,
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