At thirty a man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought. Resolves; and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Edward YoungAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: July 3, 1683
- Died: April 5, 1765
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