So in the heart,When, fading slowly down the past,Fond memories depart,And each that leaves it seems the last;Long after all the rest are flown,Returns a solitary tone,—The after-echo of departed years,—And touches all the soul to tears.
Oh would I were a boy again,When life seemed formed of sunny years,And all the heart then knew of painWas wept away in transient tears!When every tale Hope whispered then,My fancy deemed was only truth.Oh, would that I could know again,The happy visions of my youth.mark lemon
Beyond this vale of tearsThere is a life above,Unmeasured by the flight of years;And all that life is love.james montgomery
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