No Rival Like The Past

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Title:     No Rival Like The Past
Author: Laurence Hope [More Titles by Hope]

As those who eat a Luscious Fruit, sunbaked,
Full of sweet juice, with zest, until they find
It finished, and their appetite unslaked,
And so return and eat the pared-off rind;--

We, who in Youth, set white and careless teeth
In the Ripe Fruits of Pleasure while they last,
Later, creep back to gnaw the cast-off sheath,
And find there is no Rival like the Past.

[The end]
Laurence Hope's poem: No Rival Like The Past

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