Love
Love and Age
Translated by Leigh Hunt (1857) · From The Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt (1857)
When young, I lov'd. At that enchanting age,
So sweet, so short, love was my sole delight ;
And when I reach'd the time for being sage,
Still I lov'd on, for reason gave me right.
Snows come at length, and livelier joys depart,
Yet gentle ones still kiss these eyelids dim ;
For still I love, and love consoles my heart ;
What could console me for the loss of Him ?
Codex Note
Leigh Hunt's translation from Madame d'Houdetot.
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Hunt, Leigh. “Love and Age.” Translated by Leigh Hunt. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/hunt/100/.
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