Synopsis

ON A PORTRAIT. When a Poet knew himself, ouce on a time, And his joy of life overflowed into rhyme, He had supple ts and curly dark hair ; Folk see him now with a pate half bare. Some grizzled locks hanging lichen-wise Over wrinkled forehead and sunken eyes : But why not show him (guarding truth) As he used to be in his days of youth 1 Look and believe ! he once was young ;