YOUTH:
Too happy to think—there’s time enough sure;
MANHOOD:
Too busy to think—of gold I want more;
PRIME:
Too anxious to think—toil, worry and fret;
DECLINING YEARS:
Too ill now to think—weak, suffering and lone;
DEATH:
It’s too late to think—the spirit has flown.
ETERNITY:
Forever to think. God’s mercy is past
And I into hell am righteously cast
To mourn for my doom, which forever must last.