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Not Sour Grapes

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I'm not sorry I am older, love - are you?     Over all youth's fuss and flurry,     All its everlasting hurry,     All its solemn self-importance and to-do.     Perhaps we missed the highest reaches of high art;     Love we missed not, and the laughter,     Seeing both before and after -     Life was such a serious business at the start!     We've lost nothing worth the keeping - do you think?     You are just as slim and elfish,     And I've grown a world less selfish;     We look back on life together - and we wink.     Over all those old misgivings of the heart,     Growing pains of love and lover;     Life's fun begins, its fevers over -     Life was such a serious business at the start!     Garners full, life's grain and chaff we have sifted;     Youth went by in idle tasting,     Now we drink the cup, unhasting,     Spill not a drop, brimful and high uplifted;     And we watch now, calm and fearless, the years depart,     Knowing nothing can now sever     Two that life made one forever -     Life was such a serious business at the start!

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"I'm not sorry I am older, love - are you?..."

Exploring the themes of classic, Richard Le Gallienne delivers a powerful performance in "Not Sour Grapes"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...

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