Reply to post: Re: So there you stand....

There is no perceived IT generation gap: Young people really are thick

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Re: So there you stand....

mere age has rendered your previous hilarious material to a mere damp squib

Which allows me to bring out my favourite depressing poem (can't remember who the Victorian author was but it's used in a song by a prog band called Cosmograf)

Growing Old

What is it to grow old?

Is it to lose the glory of the form

The lustre of the eye?

Is it for beauty to forego her wreath?

Yes, but not for this alone

Is it to feel our strength -

Not our bloom only, but our strength -decay?

Is it to feel each limb

Grow stiffer, every function less exact

Each nerve more weakly strung?

Yes, this, and more! but not

Ah, 'tis not what in youth we dreamed 'twould be!

'Tis not to have our life

Mellowed and softened as with sunset-glow

A golden day's decline!

'Tis not to see the world

As from a height, with rapt prophetic eyes

And heart profoundly stirred

And weep, and feel the fulness of the past

The years that are no more!

It is to spend long days

And not once feel that we were ever young

It is to add, immured

In the hot prison of the present, month

To month with weary pain

It is to suffer this

And feel but half, and feebly, what we feel:

Deep in our hidden heart

Festers the dull remembrance of a change

But no emotion - none

It is - last stage of all -

When we are frozen up within, and quite

The phantom of ourselves

To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost

Which blamed the living man

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