Not Youth Pertains To Me, Nor Delicatesse - I Cannot Beguile The Time With Talk; Awkward In The Parlor, Neither A Dancer Nor Elegant; In The Learn'D Coterie Sitting Constrain'D And Still - For Learning. Inures Not To Me; Beauty, Knowledge, Inure Not To Me - Yet There Are Two Or Three Things Inure To Me; I Have Nourish'D The Wounded, And Sooth'D Many A Dying Soldier, And At Intervals, Waiting, Or In The Midst Of Camp, Composed These Songs.