Veritas

Unhallowed, this immortal truthIs known alike by fool and sage:That the green and golden dreams of youthBecome the grey regrets of ageAnd no Nepenthe’ will assuageA man whose broken soulFlitters in it’s failing cageFor want of being whole. There is a second, nobler truthTaught by beggar-men and priests;A simple way to savor youthAnd save, of …