Poem by Eleanor Farjeon

When You Say

When you say, I still am young,
You are young no more;
When, I’m old, is on your tongue,
Age is still in store.

Youth and age will never grope
To say what they may be:
One only knows it has a hope,
And one a certainty.

1. Sonnets. 1. Man Cannot Be a Sophist to His Heart
2. Spring-Dawn
3. Vagrant Songs
4. Sonnet (About the house go terrible winds in flight)
5. Revolt

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