Youth’s a Stuff Will Not Endure…

What is love? ‘Tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What’s to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty: Youth’s a stuff will not endure. (Feste. Twelfth Night, II.iii) Continue reading Youth’s a Stuff Will Not Endure…