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Eternal Youth

September 27, 2010 | A version of this story appeared in Volume 88, Issue 39

Regarding Laura Cassiday’s review of David Stipp’s book “The Youth Pill” (C&EN, Aug. 23, page 41), we might do well to reflect on the verse from Swinburne’s poem “The Garden of Proserpine”:

From too much love of living,

From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving

Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river

Winds somewhere safe to sea.

Evan Appelman
Kensington, Calif.

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