And, early seasoned with the taste of truth,
Remembers his Creator in his youth.
Francis Quarles.
Something of youth I in old age approve,
But more the marks of age in youth I love.
Who this observes, may in his body find
Decrepit age, but never in his mind.
Denham.
Youth lost in dissipation,—we deplore
Through life’s sad remnant, what no sighs restore;