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World Poetry Month: Day Eleven
Today’s poetry The Seven Ages of Man has been penned by none else than William Shakespeare from his play As You Like It.
The poem is about the seven stages of a man’s life and how he changes throughout his life.
It helps us comprehend how we should make use of every stage and every moment of our lives for its own purpose. It has been said, “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players”
The seven ages of man are: infant, school-boy, lover, soldier, justice, old age and second childishness. Infancy is when we learn to crawl and stand with guidance from our parents.
Then as a school-boy we learn and gain knowledge from our teachers. During the lover’s age, we find someone to love and share life with. The soldier stage is a time of courage when one takes risks for what he believes in.
The justice era brings wisdom and moral principles that lead us to make wiser choices. Old age might be difficult, but it is also a period of reflection and appreciation.
Finally, the second childishness is a renewed sense of joy that comes with being in touch with our inner child.
These seven ages can be interpreted as stages through which we go throughout life and represent different moments that can provide us with knowledge and experiences.
We should make use of every stage to acquire knowledge, wisdom and joy. No matter what our age is, we should always keep learning and growing.
We should cherish every moment of life and appreciate all the lessons that come with it.
Life is full of opportunities if we remain open to them. Let us live life each day to its fullest potential!
“The Seven Ages of Man” By William Shakespeare (from As You Like It) ▶️
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
And then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel,
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness, and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
-the burning coals of words
-शब्दों के जलते कोयलों की आँच
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