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“The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them,” a Poem by Robert Southey – read by Alice B. Clagett

"The Old Man's Comforts and How He Gained Them," a Poem by Robert Southey - read by Alice B. Clagett

Image: “The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them,” adapted from Image by James de Castro James from Pixabay – Pixabay License

Image: “The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them,” adapted from Image by James de Castro James from Pixabay – Pixabay License

  • INTRODUCTION
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • CREDITS
    • VIDEO CREDITS
    • MORE INFORMATION
    • ADDENDUM

INTRODUCTION

Dear Ones,

Here is the didactic or ‘teaching’ poem “The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them” by Robert Southey …

VIDEO BY ALICE

This video was also published on youtube channel: Alice Clagett-Personal

THE POEM

“The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them”
A Poem by Robert Southey (1805, public domain)

“You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
The few locks which are left you are grey;
You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,
Now tell me the reason I pray.

“In the days of my youth, Father William replied,
I remember’d that youth would fly fast,
And abused not my health and my vigour at first
That I never might need them at last.

“You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
And pleasures with youth pass away,
And yet you lament not the days that are gone,
Now tell me the reason I pray.

“In the days of my youth, Father William replied,
I remember’d that youth could not last;
I thought of the future whatever I did,
That I never might grieve for the past.

“You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
And life must be hastening away;
You are chearful, and love to converse upon death!
Now tell me the reason I pray.

“I am chearful, young man, Father William replied,
Let the cause thy attention engage;
In the days of my youth I remember’d my God!
And He hath not forgotten my age.”

–from Link: “The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them,” in Wikisource … https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Old_Man%27s_Comforts_and_How_He_Gained_Them

CONCLUSION

That’s it … the poem “You Are Old, Father William” by Lewis Carroll.

God bless you all,
And keep you safe,
And be with you
Through all your days.

In love, light and joy
This is Alice B. Clagett.
I Am of the Stars … and so are you!

Come and visit me at my worldclass website “Awakening with Planet Earth” … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Filmed on 30 January 2026 and published on 3 February 2026

VIDEO CREDITS

WAIT for the ADDENDUM at the end of the Credits!
I feel certain it will be worth the wait!

VIDEO CREDITS

“The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them”
A Poem by Robert Southey
From his 1805 book “Metrical Tales &c. by Robert Southey”
public domain

Read by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 30 January 2026 and produced on 3 February 2026
Location: Malibu Creek State Park, Santa Monica Mountains, Los Angeles, CA

Creative Commons BY-SA 4.0 International –
By Alice B. Clagett

MORE INFORMATION

This poem has been a favorite of parodists (that is, people who write parodies) for more than 200 years.

One of the most famous of these was Lewis Carroll, who wrote the parody “You Are Old, Father William.”

I myself feel it’s good to appreciate the original as well as the clever parodies.

After all, who could write a parody without referencing another man’s creative effort?

So, let us dreamers and poets and creative writers continue … undaunted … despite the slings and arrows of outrageous (and downright funny) parodists.

So say I. What is your stance on this? Your comments are welcome.

–Alice B. Clagett

ADDENDUM

At the spoken words “In the days of my youth …” an airplane begins to pass over.

Amongst Hawks in the Santa Monica Mountains of California, airplanes are felt to be the vehicle (or chariot) of the Hawk God (as I feel sure you may already know).

Hawk cries out: Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear!

The sound of the Hawk God’s chariot grows louder.

At the spoken words “That I never might need them to last …” (and following),
a Mountain Lion speaks, in a low, gruff voice, to the Hawk God.

He speaks to the great power of the Hawk God, and the threat of War implied by the roar of the Hawk God’s Chariot.

Mountain Lion then proposes a Peace Pact as being beneficial both to the Hawk God and to his Mountain Lion Clan.

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As you can see, Hawks and Mountain Lions have intriguingly different oral traditions
from those of humankind.

We species of Planet Earth may learn many things, each from the other, in the coming times.

Here is a good example of that. Peace is, I feel, an attractive notion for all Earth beings.

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Alice’s website is “Awakening with Planet Earth” … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

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“You Are Old, Father William,” a Poem by Lewis Carroll – read by Alice B. Clagett

"You Are Old Father William," a Poem by Lewis Carroll - read by Alice B. Clagett

Image: ”Father William Finished the Goose,” by Sir John Tenniel, circa 1865, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Alice_05d.jpg … public domain ..

Image:”Father William Finished the Goose,” by Sir John Tenniel, circa 1865, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Alice_05d.jpg … public domain ..

  • INTRODUCTION
  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • “You Are Old, Father William”
  • CONCLUSION
  • VIDEO CREDITS
  • PHOTO CREDIT

INTRODUCTION

Dear Ones,

Here is the poem “You Are Old, Father WIlliam” by Lewis Carroll. I thought to read it in memory of my uncle Frank Marbury Clagett, who often recited it to me in my youth …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

“You Are Old, Father William”
A Poem by Lewis Carroll – read by Alice B. Clagett

Hello, everyone. It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I have for you today a poem that my uncle Frank Marbury Clagett used to recite all the time. And I thought I’d recite it just in his memory.

The poem is called “You Are Old, Father William.” Lewis Carroll wrote it. And it goes like this …

“You Are Old, Father William”
A Poem by Lewis Carroll (1865, public domain)

“You are old, Father William,” the young man said,
“And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head—
Do you think, at your age, it is right?”

“In my youth,” Father William replied to his son,
“I feared it might injure the brain;
But now that I’m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door—
Pray, what is the reason of that?”

“In my youth,” said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
“I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment—one shilling the box—
Allow me to sell you a couple.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak—
Pray, how did you manage to do it?”

“In my youth,” said his father, “I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose—
What made you so awfully clever?”

“I have answered three questions, and that is enough,”
Said his father; “don’t give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I’ll kick you downstairs!”

–from Link: “You Are Old, Father William,” in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/You_Are_Old,_Father_William ..

CONCLUSION

That’s it … the poem “You Are Old, Father William” by Lewis Carroll.

God bless you all,
And keep you safe,
And be with you
Through all your days.

In love, light and joy
This is Alice B. Clagett.
I Am of the Stars … and so are you!

Come and visit me at my worldclass website “Awakening with Planet Earth” … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Filmed on 30 January 2026 and published on 31 January 2026

VIDEO CREDITS

“You Are Old, Father William”
A Poem by Lewis Carroll
From his 1865 book “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”
public domain

Read by Alice B. Clagett

In memory of her uncle Frank Marbury Clagett

Filmed on 30 January 2026 and produced on 31 January 2026

Location: Malibu Creek State Park, Santa Monica Mountains,
Los Angeles, CA

Creative Commons BY-SA 4.0 International –
By Alice B. Clagett

PHOTO CREDIT

Frank Marbury Clagett

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Alice’s website is “Awakening with Planet Earth” … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

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First Contact with Planet Neptune . channeled by Alice B. Clagett *

Dear Ones,

I was just tuning in to the highest frequencies in this Voyager recording of the sounds of the planet Neptune …

Here is the reference to the above video … Video: “NASA – Voyager Space Sounds – Neptune,” by Hugo Champion, 4 October 2012 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VZOAaZ0K9rc … public domain …

While listening to the beautiful harmonics of the highest frequencies of Neptune, I channeled a wise, compassionate, elder voice which explained that the slight auric insufficiency I have been feeling at the top left side of my head for the last 20 years reflects the same in Earth’s magnetosphere.

As the Neptunian gently touched that spot in my electromagnetic field with his thought, he said: That is how they get in. 

I thought by that he might mean the animals in the air, the Army of the Night … the Demon Horde that causes astral Interference and weaves the Dark Network that counterbalances the Grid of Light on Earth. That was just a guess, though.

I asked why there was that weakness at the top left of the electromagnetic field of Earth and her beings?

The Neptunian said that energy imbalance could not be fixed, as it has to do with the icebergs at one of the poles (the one that equates to the electromagnetic field at the top of my head, I suppose). Whether he means by that the icebergs at the North Pole or at the South Pole I do not know. That may vary depending on Earth’s magnetic reversals.

I asked: Can anything be done about it?

In a calm and stately voice, the Neptunian said: Maybe this will help.

As the words were uttered, I felt a thickening and a very slight twisting in the air above my head.

I asked: What was that you did?

The Neptunian said: I strengthened it there. I hope it will help.

I said: I hope it will help too. Will it be all right? [as I gingerly felt into Earth’s electromagnetic field]

He said: I think so.

I asked his name; he said: Argon is what I am known as.

I note there may be Argon on Triton, at less than 2 percent of the atmosphere, most likely. I looked up an image of Argon, which is quite beautiful; Argon is known as the ‘noble gas’. It could be, then, that the beings of Neptune are gaseous in nature …

First Contact with Planet Neptune

Image: “Vial of glowing ultrapure argon,” by Jurii, 23 July 2009, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Argon-glow.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 … COMMENT: Argon is known as the noble gas.

Image: “Vial of glowing ultrapure argon,” by Jurii, 23 July 2009, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Argon-glow.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 … COMMENT: Argon is known as the noble gas.

The Neptunian with whom I spoke said that they, the beings of Neptune, are the Elder Race and the Ancient Ones, inferring that the Martian bacterial colonists of the human colon are not that.

The Neptunian then carried on a conversation, first with the Martians in my own energy field, and then continued the conversation with the warlike Martian extremophiles on the planet Mars. There was bite and bluster in the voice of the Neptunian. He said: You know you are not that. Why did you call yourselves that?

After that I heard the Martians of Mars apologize in a tone somewhat abashed, by my lights.

The tone of voice the Neptunian used there reminded me of a line in a Wordsworth poem I learned from my high school Latin teacher (who made us recite the poem at the beginning of every class). I wondered if I might be at last be hearing “old Triton blow his wreathèd horn” …

Link: “The World Is Too Much With Us,” by William Wordsworth, 1770-1850 … https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45564/the-world-is-too-much-with-us ..

On lookup, I see that Triton is Neptune’s largest moon. “Triton is thought to have been a dwarf planet captured from the Kuiper belt.” –from Link: “Triton (moon),” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triton_(moon) CC BY-SA 3.0 unported

I note that the orbit of Triton is retrograde, and also gather from online that Mercury, Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune, and Pluto are retrograde today …

Link: “The Planets Today” … https://www.theplanetstoday.com/astrology.html ..

The improbability of this astrological configuration torqued my mind about a bit. I have to wonder what it means. For instance, is Neptune always able to communicate with us Earthlings, or is this a special time, astrologically speaking?

I am hoping the former may be the case, as I like this Neptunian very much; it seems to me his measured cadence tempers the hotheadness of some of the energy threads in our noosphere.

Here is a statue of Neptune, with Triton beneath him blowing the horn mentioned by Wordsworth. Might that mean that communications from the planet Neptune are sent out from the moon Triton, I wonder? …

First Contact with Planet Neptune

Image: “Neptune and Triton Giovanni Lorenzo Bernini at Victoria and Albert Museum,” by Yair Haklai, 21 August 2009, in Wikipedia … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Giovanni_Lorenzo_Bernini-Neptune_and_Triton-Victoria_and_Albert_Museum.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 unported

Image: “Neptune and Triton Giovanni Lorenzo Bernini at Victoria and Albert Museum,” by Yair Haklai, 21 August 2009, in Wikipedia … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Giovanni_Lorenzo_Bernini-Neptune_and_Triton-Victoria_and_Albert_Museum.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 unported

Neptune looks quite lordly in the above statue. Its dominance in our Council of Nine is borne out by another statue, from which I gather that Neptune may be charged with maintaining order amongst the planets of our Solar System …

First Contact with Planet Neptune

Image: “Neptune Calming the Waves,” a marble sculpture by French artist Augustin Pajou, 1767, in the Museum of Fine Arts of Lyon, in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neptune_(Pajou)#/media/File:Neptune_-_Pajou-Augustin_(droit).jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0

Image: “Neptune Calming the Waves,” a marble sculpture by French artist Augustin Pajou, 1767, in the Museum of Fine Arts of Lyon, in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neptune_(Pajou)#/media/File:Neptune_-_Pajou-Augustin_(droit).jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0

For those drawn to the gentle guidance of our elder planet Neptune, I suggest listening to the above video, while placing Awareness on the highest harmonic, the beautiful high-pitched sound in the video.

In love, light and joy
This is Alice B. Clagett.
I Am of the Stars … and so are you!

Written and published on 26 June 2020

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Eeek Trees . by Alice B. Clagett

  • EEEK TREES
  • ARCHIBALD MACLEISH: IS GOD GOOD?
  • EVIL AND PAIN IN THE THIRD AND FOURTH DIMENSIONS
  • FREE WILL AND THE DUALITY EXPERIMENT LOTTERY
  • MULTITEMPORALITY, MULTIDIMENSIONALITY, AND THE NATURE OF GOD
  • EEEK TREES WITH LEAVES

Dear Ones,

EEEK TREES

Photos of Eeek Trees from Winnetka, California …

Image: “Eeek Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Image: “Eeek Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Image: “Eeek Tree 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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ARCHIBALD MACLEISH: IS GOD GOOD?

I noticed this week that they now have little green leaves on them. That reminded me of an unrhymed poem by Archibald MacLeish, from the play J.B., based on the story of Job in the Bible …

Link: “On Job’s Dilemma: God’s Injustice,” from the AutoDidactProject …  http://www.autodidactproject.org/quote/jb.html ..

I recall how much I loved that poem in college; I even put the verse up, along with a drawing of a tree branch and its leaves, on the wall of my dormitory room. The gist of the poem is the question: How can God be good if the world is full of pain and evil? What consolation have we but the beauty of the natural world?

EVIL AND PAIN IN THE THIRD AND FOURTH DIMENSIONS

I have to say, I pondered that question for decades. Here is where I am with it right now: Archibald MacLeish was right about the evil and pain in the third and fourth dimensions (3D and 4D). In these dimensions, the Light is counterbalanced by an equal amount of Dark. (For more on balance, see my blog category: Balance )

FREE WILL AND THE DUALITY EXPERIMENT LOTTERY

It is like that, so that we humans can have the free will to choose Light or Dark. That is why we decided to experience the Duality Experiment: Because, in the higher dimensions from which we come, and which we now continue to experience, simultaneously with our experience of the lower dimensions, those choices are not available. That is because in the Fifth Dimension and higher, the reality is more in sync with the joy, love and Light that are the nature of God.

MULTITEMPORALITY, MULTIDIMENSIONALITY, AND THE NATURE OF GOD

So, from my standpoint right now, it seems that I must have been a lucky winner of the Duality Experiment Lottery, that simultaneously I Am of the Stars (in my case, Earth’s Sun (and the planet Venus, and also Sirius and Arcturus), and that, to alleviate the pains and traumas of 3D and 4D life …

I can, as Archibald MacLeish suggested, ponder the beauty of the natural world.

Or, as the Ascensioneers suggest, by calling upon my Ascension team I can shift my dimension or timeline to a more joyful, loving, and Light-filled alternate reality than that I am now experiencing. That experience of my eternal Soul surfing through the cosmic harmonies of time and space is my proof that God is good.

EEEK TREES WITH LEAVES

Image: “Eeek Trees with Leaves,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Trees with Leaves,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy
This is Alice B. Clagett.
I Am of the Stars … and so are you!

Filmed on 6 March 2019; published on 28 March 2019

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