What is a youth? Impetious fire.
What is a maid? Ice and desire.
The world wags on.
So does the youth. So does the fairest maid.
Comes a time when one sweet smile has its season for a while...
Mine is the very best parry. Cupid he rules us all.
Death will come soon to hush us along.
Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall.
Love is a task and it never will pall.
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