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nry and the Prince Hal who tries on his crown. In the case of these college youths, disrespect would be almost complimentary; it is the supreme and absolute indifference that overwhelms. You may have your place in the world, such as it is. Old age hath yet its honor and its toil. They neither assert nor deny it. Why should they? They simply shoulder their way through the ranks of mature persons, triumphantly heedless, like the conquering Goths through the streets of Rome, or a party of California miners through the Louvre. The accumulations of the past may be all very well, they seem to say, but ours is the future. They are right; that future is in their hands, with its coming art and statesmanship, Rome, Louvre, and all. This they know, or it is true without their knowing it, which makes them still more resistless and insuperable than if they knew it. There is not a trace of any spirit of unkindness about all this; they would as soon think of being unkind to the portrait of
William Shakespeare (search for this): chapter 10
tenure, how insecure and brief is yours. That is the worst of it. A tinge of self-consciousness would imply a trace of weakness. Their demeanor is never defiant or insolent; it would be too flattering were it thus. Such a bearing would imply a certain equality; whereas there is no equality between those who possess the future and those who only hold the defined and limited past. You are not slighted as an individual, but simply superseded as a generation. There is no equality between Shakespeare's dying King Henry and the Prince Hal who tries on his crown. In the case of these college youths, disrespect would be almost complimentary; it is the supreme and absolute indifference that overwhelms. You may have your place in the world, such as it is. Old age hath yet its honor and its toil. They neither assert nor deny it. Why should they? They simply shoulder their way through the ranks of mature persons, triumphantly heedless, like the conquering Goths through the streets of Rom
er's happiness, the last and most blessed of all Heaven's gifts to man. You have a thousand advantages over your venerable relative who stands, an unobserved wall-flower, behind you; but he has one vast advantage that you cannot share: he can partake in imagination of every thrill of your happiness, for he has had it all; but you cannot comprehend an atom of his, for you have not come to it. As he watches his daughter or his favorite niece with divided emotions in the ballroom — enraged, as Howells says, when she has not a partner, and jealous when she has — he still has a pleasure that he would not, on the whole, exchange for yours. Your enjoyments are more ardent, it may be, but his have wider range, for they represent the whole genial sympathy of matured existence. And beyond all this-and still more utterly beyond the comprehension of the young — is that sense of wealth and inherent resources in the human race which we obtain from watching this incessant tide. What the indivi<
e is young, and of misery when one is happy! It is like the delight of a fresh young girl at wearing hair-powder and attempting to look old; the more venerable the fashion, the more radiant becomes her blooming youth; but let her hair really grow gray for a day, and see how she likes it! Yet hence with the cruel suggestion! Why should we know how she likes it? Her turn will come soon enough. Be the trustee for youth while you can, my fair one, and you too, jubilant and tumultuous boys. Gray hairs may bring you something that is worth all youth's spring-tide. That something is what it is now the fashion to call altruism the power of being happy in another's happiness, the last and most blessed of all Heaven's gifts to man. You have a thousand advantages over your venerable relative who stands, an unobserved wall-flower, behind you; but he has one vast advantage that you cannot share: he can partake in imagination of every thrill of your happiness, for he has had it all; but you
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n dwelling amid this ever-rising tide. As Algernon in Patience regards himself as a trustee for beauty, to preserve it, show it, and make the most of it, so these exuberant children are trustees for youth. It is amusing to notice that sometimes, indeed, they, like Algernon, grow weary of their trust, and even enjoy assuming the attitudes of old age a little while. No white-haired man is so old-or would be, if he could help it — as many a college bard at twenty who writes for himself, as Dr. Holmes wrote when little more than that age: Alas! the morning dew is gone- Gone ere the full of day. How delicious it is to boast of age when one is young, and of misery when one is happy! It is like the delight of a fresh young girl at wearing hair-powder and attempting to look old; the more venerable the fashion, the more radiant becomes her blooming youth; but let her hair really grow gray for a day, and see how she likes it! Yet hence with the cruel suggestion! Why should we know