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Infant
Poem: Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms
Mine: Begins with the infant, Messy, sad and joyful.
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Schoolboy
Poem: And then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel. And shining morning face, creeping like snail. Unwillingly to school.
Mine And then the ragged shoolboy, and his troubled mine, with his grouchy feeling for school
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The Lover
Poem: Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress’ eyebrow.
Mine: Helpless for love, with a humbled happy-go-lucky. For his high-level of passion
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The Soldier
Poem: 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.
Mine: Full of faithful oaths, and a golden heart. Looking to stand fearless in front of anything
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The Justice
Poem: 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.
Mine: A fickle man with a funny heart. Eyes graeful as he teaches you ambitious and amusing things of life.
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Sixth Age
Poem: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
Mine: Into a clam man, with his fantastic adventures in his head of his memoery as a child. Fond of many and adored by family.
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Last Age
Poem: Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Mine: A Fargile, dissy old man. who is always cheerful to so his grandkids.
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