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Eight Ages of Man
At 10, he lived like any boy, and in every day he found some joy.
At 20, work to him was play, and he kept busy all the day.
At 30, he had found his stride, and sailed serenely with the tide.
At 40, he enjoyed each day, and filled the hours the fruitful way.
At 50, life was good to him, and he looked very fit and trim.
At 60, he pressed on with zest, and stilled resolved to do his best.
At 70, he was going strong, and carried in his heart a song.
At 80, he spoke like a sage, and boasted loudly of his age.
by Author Unknown
At 10, he lived like any boy, and in every day he found some joy.
At 20, work to him was play, and he kept busy all the day.
At 30, he had found his stride, and sailed serenely with the tide.
At 40, he enjoyed each day, and filled the hours the fruitful way.
At 50, life was good to him, and he looked very fit and trim.
At 60, he pressed on with zest, and stilled resolved to do his best.
At 70, he was going strong, and carried in his heart a song.
At 80, he spoke like a sage, and boasted loudly of his age.
by Author Unknown
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