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Of the Four Ages of Man

Lo, now four other act upon the stage,
Childhood and Youth, the Many and Old age:
The first son unto phlegm, grandchild to water,
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  • Serena Silenced (8/19/2013 11:47:00 PM)

    Very good! Very witty. I really enjoyed it. Why are people not voting this a proper number? Definitely not a five. Come on!

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  • Shannae Moon (8/19/2013 10:53:00 PM)

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  • Vizard Dhawan (8/19/2013 2:01:00 AM)

    live poem
    enchanting and rhythmic

  • Kevin Straw (8/19/2012 3:41:00 PM)

    Ann Bradstreet lived in an age when few got old. She describes the high infant mortality - the child running about with an hourglass which dropped will end his life; even the Youth has death at his heels; the middle-aged are more assured of their full lifespan so long as they are wise enough to keep their swords sheathed! ; and then Old Age happy to die having fulfilled his life. An excellent poem.

  • Ramesh T A (8/19/2011 2:58:00 AM)

    It is another version of seven ages of men by William Shakespeare in his play, AS YOU LIKE IT!

  • Terence George Craddock (8/19/2010 6:55:00 PM)

    The first son unto phlegm, grandchild to water,
    Unstable, supple, cold and moist's his nature
    The second, frolic, claims his pedigree
    From blood and air, for hot and moist is he.

    The language depicting belief in the four humours
    and images discussed of a bygone era tell well
    Anne Bradstreet imparts the spirit of her age

  • Chloe Clooless (8/19/2009 3:54:00 PM)

    I like this poem.It's not my favorite, but a nice poem.If you love poems, come see mine.you will love 'life'.

  • Ravi A (8/19/2009 12:47:00 PM)

    Here, Anne Bradstreet has described the four stages of man in a vivid, reflective manner. She has rightly captured the picture. The last lines really tell the story in a very symbolic manner. The wine- the spirit of life- when it runs out, man breathes his last. What a manner to finish off the poem! The poem reminds me of the verses of Adi Sankara - 'Baalasthaval creeda saktha...' meaning 'childhood is spent in play, youthful days in the chase of woman and wine, old age in wreckless thoughts and where was the time to reflect on god?

  • Shyamranjan Singha (8/19/2009 9:35:00 AM)

    The poem 'Of the Four Ages of Man' by Anne Bradstreet is really a readable poem. It is vivid and lively.

  • Clara Odelia Ciutara (8/19/2009 6:52:00 AM)

    A lot nice to read ur touchable poem.
    Really, really a true poem.

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