I grow old...I grow old...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind?
Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beath.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
Question:
A.Identify the poet.
B.Is it a romantic poem?
C.What’s the theme of the poem?
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