BACK at Commencement time he came, Over the Campus I saw him pass, Old and infirm and walking lame; He was the last man of his class. No close chums of his college days Rushed forth to take him by the hand, — He walked alone the dear old ways, Survivor of a fallen band. Though we who look face to the fore Spoke words to him of kindly cheer, They charmed him not. In Thornton's door I saw him brush away a tear. His hunger was for other men, Not we who sprightly whistled by; — He dreamed of times that once had been, He longed — I heard him heave a sigh. He passed through Thornton's threshold, — grim And scarred from wars with Father Time; I watched him go, and wished for him Reunion in another clime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE IONIAN ISLANDS by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 13 by ALFRED TENNYSON NIGHTFALL (1) by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN THE COMMON A-TOOK IN by WILLIAM BARNES RECONCILIATION by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |