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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHEN I am young again I'll hoard my bliss, <br>Nor deem that inexhaustible it is, <br>Remembering old age comes after this, <br>Joy grows to pain; <br>Nor waste one moment of youth's rose-sweet hours, <br>Nor trample one of all its countless flowers, <br>But drink the summer sun and soft spring showers, <br>When I am young again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I will be wise with wisdom dearly won <br>By those who through life's wood have nearly run; <br>Learn what to do, and what to leave undone, <br>Risk or refrain. <br>I will not seek into my mouth to take <br>The bitter apple of the acrid lake, <br>But at clear fountains all my thirsts will slake, <br>When I am young again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I will not brush the bloom to reach the core, <br>Remembering how it chanced with me before, <br>And bloom once lost returns not any more, <br>Hard cores remain: <br>I will fence round with prudence and secure <br>A lasting bloom whose freshness shall endure; <br>Oh, I will guard my peach of youth, be sure, <br>When I am young again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When I am young again, I'll spend no breath <br>On bitter words the heart remembereth <br>When bitterness is swallowed up by Death <br>Holding sole reign; <br>I'll love so well that if they pass to sleep <br>Before me, I shall have no watch to keep <br>Over their tears-only my tears to weep <br>When I am young again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I will not lightly joy nor idly grieve, <br>Nor for a heaven itself one soul deceive, <br>Nor will I be deceived, vainly believe, <br>Nor love in vain. <br>Come back, lost youth! Ah, Fate, that one gift give! <br>Then I will show that I have learned to live; <br>Youth shall be wise--and two and two make five-- <br>When I am young again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</a><div class=q>
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Nor deem that inexhaustible it is, 
Remembering old age comes after this, 
Joy grows to pain; 
Nor waste one moment of youth's rose-sweet hours, 
Nor trample one of all its countless flowers, 
But drink ..."></div>
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