This next poem is by William Shakespeare. The Seven Ages of Man All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts. His acts being seven ages.At first the infant, Mewling . . .in the nurse’s arms. And then the whining schoolboy,with his satchel And shining morning face . . .And then the lover, Sighing like a furnace . . .Then a soldier Full of strange oaths . . .Jealous of honor, Sudden and quick in quarrel . . . And then the justice . . . Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part.The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slippered pantaloon. With spectacles on nose and pouch on side. . . .and his big manly voice,Turning again toward Childish treble,pipes and whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness,and mere oblivion, Sans teeth,sans eyes,sans taste,sans everything. What characterizes the period of life represented by the soldier?