YOUTH. There was a time in the gay spring of life, Southern's Fate of Capua. Youth is, ever, apt to judge in haste, Hill's Alzira. Grief seldom join'd with youthful bloom is seen; Young men soon give, and soon forget affronts; Oh! the joy Addison's Cato. Of young ideas painted on the mind, Hannah More's David and Goliah, pt. 2. I took the rabble's shouts for love-the breath My only guerdon. Byron's Sardanapalus, a. 4, s. 1. Down the smooth stream of life the stripling darts, Porteus's Death. Happy the school-boy! did he prize his bliss, With glee, which causes him to tread on air. Knox. I can remember, with unsteady feet Tottering from room to room, and finding pleasure them, Raise only now a melancholy wish, ZEAL. Zeal and duty are not slow; Southey's Thalaba. But on occasion's forelock watchful wait. Milton's Paradise Regained, b. 3. |