But, Lord Crist! whan that it remembreth me Upon my…
“But, Lord Crist! whan that it remembreth me Upon my yowthe, and on my jolitee, It tickleth me aboute myn herte roote. Unto this day it dooth myn herte boote That I have had my world as in my tyme. But age, alias! that al wole envenyme, Hath me biraft my beautee and my pith. Lat go, farewel! the devel go therwith! The flour is goon, ther is namoore to telle; The bren, as I best kan, now most I selle.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker laments aging and loss of vitality, feeling his heart and spirit fading.
In simple terms: Aging brings loss.
Cherish youthful vigor.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- personal reflection
- literary analysis
- health discussions
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does aging affect identity?
- What can restore inner vitality?
The language is archaic, making modern relevance unclear.