The Seven Ages of Man.(Powerful Life Poetry)

The  Seven Ages of Man 

(Powerful Life Poetry)

-William Shakespeare

 

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 School-boy, 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 honour, 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 lin'd,

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 slipper'd pantaloons, 

With spectacles on nose👃and pouch 👝 on side;

His youthful hose, well sav'd,  a world too wide

For his shrunk; 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 teste, sans

everything.

English Poem  - The Seven Ages of Man.

Poet - William Shakespeare

Powerful Life Poetry

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