When a man grows old his joy
Grows more deep day after day,
His empty heart is full at length
But he has need of all that strength
Because of the increasing Night
That opens her mystery and fright.
When a man grows old his ...
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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.
Think as a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
No man has ever lived that had enough of children's gratitude or woman's love.
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I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.
