Date: Sun, 6 Nov 2011 07:02:13 +0000 (UTC) From: Doug Barton <dougb@FreeBSD.org> To: src-committers@freebsd.org, svn-src-all@freebsd.org, svn-src-stable@freebsd.org, svn-src-stable-9@freebsd.org Subject: svn commit: r227133 - stable/9/games/fortune/datfiles Message-ID: <201111060702.pA672DSY004235@svn.freebsd.org>
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Author: dougb Date: Sun Nov 6 07:02:13 2011 New Revision: 227133 URL: http://svn.freebsd.org/changeset/base/227133 Log: MFC r226898: Fix the text and attribution of the poem "Youth" by Samuel Ullman. Our copy was a bastardization of the "older" (probably original?) and shorter version of the poem; and the "newer" version that is better known, and arguably more popular. Standardize on the latter. Cf. http://www.bartleby.com/73/2099.html Approved by: re (kensmith) Modified: stable/9/games/fortune/datfiles/fortunes Directory Properties: stable/9/games/fortune/ (props changed) Modified: stable/9/games/fortune/datfiles/fortunes ============================================================================== --- stable/9/games/fortune/datfiles/fortunes Sun Nov 6 05:24:54 2011 (r227132) +++ stable/9/games/fortune/datfiles/fortunes Sun Nov 6 07:02:13 2011 (r227133) @@ -4942,25 +4942,37 @@ cats on the dinette table, etc. "That stop him?" "No, but it sure slowed him up." % - Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind; it is a temper of -the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions, a predominance -of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over love of ease. - Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years; people grow -old only by deserting their ideals. Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up -enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, doubt, self-distrust, fear, and despair --- these are the long, long years that bow the head and turn the growing spirit -back to dust. - Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being's heart the love -of wonder, the sweet amazement at the stars and the starlike things and -thoughts, the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike appetite -for what next, and the joy and the game of life. - You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your -self-confidence, as old as your fear, as young as your hope, as old as your -despair. - So long as your heart receives messages of beauty, cheer, courage, -grandeur and power from the earth, from man, and from the Infinite, so long -you are young. - -- Samuel Ullman + Youth is not a time of life--it is a state of mind. It is not a +matter of red cheeks, red lips and supple knees. It is a temper of the +will; a quality of the imagination; a vigor of the emotions; it is a +freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a tempermental +predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure +over a life of ease. This often exists in a man of fifty, more than in +a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years; +people grow old by deserting their ideals. + + Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles +the soul. Worry, doubt, self-distrust, fear and despair--these are the +long, long years that bow the head and turn the growing spirit back to +dust. + + Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being’s heart a +love of wonder; the sweet amazement at the stars and starlike things and +thoughts; the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike +appetite for what comes next, and the joy in the game of life. + + You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young +as your self-confidence, as old as your fear, as young as your hope, as +old as your despair. + + In the central place of your heart there is a wireless station. +So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, grandeur, +courage, and power from the earth, from men and from the Infinite--so +long are you young. When the wires are all down and the central places +of your heart are covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of +cynicism, then are you grown old, indeed! + -- Samuel Ullman, "Youth" (1934), as published in + The Silver Treasury, Prose and Verse for Every Mood % " " -- Charlie Chaplin
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