You old men with frosty beards

You old men with frosty beards,
I am wiser than you all;
I have seen a fairer page
Than Belshazzar's wall.

You young men with scornful lips,
I am stronger than you all;
I have sown the Cadmian field
Where no shadows fall.

For a woman yesterday
Loved me, body, soul, and all.
Saints will lift their crowns to me
At the Judgment Call.