Chapter 17 No.17

Youth! thou wear'st to manhood now,

Darker lip and darker brow,

Statelier step, more pensive mien,

In thy face and gate are seen:

Thou must now brook midnight watches,

Take thy food and sport by snatches;

For the gambol and the jest,

Thou wert wont to love the best,

Graver follies must thou follow,

But as senseless, false