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The Voice Of Age Post by :sobande Category :Poems Author :Edwin Arlington Robinson Date :March 2011 Read :2290

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The Voice Of Age

She'd look upon us, if she could,
As hard as Rhadamanthus would;
Yet one may see,--who sees her face,
Her crown of silver and of lace,
Her mystical serene address
Of age alloyed with loveliness,--
That she would not annihilate
The frailest of things animate.

She has opinions of our ways,
And if we're not all mad, she says,--
If our ways are not wholly worse
Than others, for not being hers,--
There might somehow be found a few
Less insane things for us to do,
And we might have a little heed
Of what Belshazzar couldn't read.

She feels, with all our furniture,
Room yet for something more secure
Than our self-kindled aureoles
To guide our poor forgotten souls;
But when we have explained that grace
Dwells now in doing for the race,
She nods--as if she were relieved;
Almost as if she were deceived.

She frowns at much of what she hears,
And shakes her head, and has her fears;
Though none may know, by any chance,
What rose-leaf ashes of romance
Are faintly stirred by later days
That would be well enough, she says,
If only people were more wise,
And grown-up children used their eyes.


(The end)
Edwin Arlington Robinson's poem: Voice Of Age

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