By way of reposte to Bill Shakespeare’s ‘Seven Ages of Man’ (included as part of an earlier post), we found this delightful little traditional poem. However, it does beg the question, what about the Ages of Woman?
Ages of Man
As foolish as monkeys till twenty or more;
As bold as lions till forty or four;
As cunning as foxes till three score* and ten;
Then they become asses or something – not men.
At ten a child; at twenty wild;
At thirty tame if ever;
At forty wise, at fifty rich;
At Sixty good, or never.
* a score is twenty years…
a very very nice poem