
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
Similarly
- "The boy is the type of the man" 2T312
- “Bienaventurado el que fue joven en su juventud” Chejov, “El corresponsal”
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