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Bachelor’s Button. — ‘ I with the morning’s love 
have oft made sport’ 
There are few pictures more painful to contemplate than that of a 
solitary old age. Gray hairs should ever be relieved by sunny 
ringlets, and wrinkles lose half their gloom when contrasted by 
young faces. Childhood and Age always group well together. 
In the bright days of youth, when emotion was new, 
And each impulse, though fleeting, was fervent and 
true, 
I laughed at the dreams which wild Fantasy wove, 
And scoffed at her visions of beauty and love. 
In the prime of my manhood, I banished with care, 
All thought of dear wedlock as fraught with a snare, 
And sought in ambition, or wealth, to ensure, 
The charms which I deemed would forever endure. 
