With Age Wisdom At twenty, stooping round about, I thought the world a miserable place, Truth a trick, faith in doubt, Little beauty, less grace. Now at sixty what I see, Although the world is worse by far, Stops my heart in ecstasy. God, the wonders that there are! Archibald MacLeish ***************** 1. When he is young, why does he think that the world is so bad? 2. Why does he change his mind as he gets older? 3. The name of the poem is "With Age Wisdom" -- what do you think "widsdom" is? How is "wisdom" different than "knowledge"? Would you rather have "wisdom" or "knowledge"? 3. What are some of the "wonders" that you can think of? Explain why they are wonders. Write a four line poem about your wonder.