Tradition, thou art for suckling children,
Thou art the enlivening milk for babes;
But no meat for men is in thee.
Then --
But, alas, we all are babes.
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Tradition, thou art for suckling children,
Thou art the enlivening milk for babes;
But no meat for men is in thee.
Then --
But, alas, we all are babes.
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Comments1I just stumbled upon this poem and it really made me think about how traditions can sometimes hold us back and not always be helpful for adults. Definetly has me questioning some stuff I've grown up with. It's like were all just stuck in a childish state. Pretty deep thoughts for hw procrastination lol.