The Mind
True Wisdom
Translated by John Bowring (1830) · From Poetry of the Magyars (1830)
The Mind
Empty yet and green, that corn-ear tosses high its lofty brow;
See it ripe and full and golden, bend in meek submission now.
Such is boyhood in its folly—shallow, proud, and insolent;—
Such is manhood in its wisdom—modest, and in calmness bent.
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Verseghy, Ferenc. “True Wisdom.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/verseghy/2/.
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Verseghy, Ferenc. “True Wisdom.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/verseghy/2/.
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