He lived four hundred years ago
And yet I positively swear
I saw him only yesterday,
Though I admit he'd changed his hair!
That 'young-man' look was just the same!
That arrogance and feline grace,
That look of godlike certainty
Upon his condescending face!
Maybe the hands were less well-groomed;
'Yesterday' chewed his finger-nails!
But the 'young man' features were the same
The 'look' of post-pubescent males.
Change him in your imagination!
Go on ! Give him spiky hair!
Put a ring in his bottom lip
And a T-shirt (grubby) for him to wear!
You've met him too; I know you have!
Though this one's from the upper-crust.
Masculinity at its peak
Full of bravado, cut and thrust......
What a pity that all things come to dust.
Memories of the same here: