What has become of it, your youth and mine, That once we drank together like a wine, And while we kissed the brimming bowl and quaffed, Joked at ourselves, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed. Even the antic echo of our mirth, Gay shadow of it, has perished from the earth, And silence has fallen where there used to be The joyousness of the prime for you and me. You have taken it with you whither you have gone, And I, who here behind you, linger on, Make it my cheer that in whatever far Planet you dwell, our youth and gladness are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LILIES: 18. A PICTURE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AUTUMN; WRITTEN IN THE GROUNDS OF MARTIN COLE, ESQ. by BERNARD BARTON THE SOLITARY TOMB by BERNARD BARTON PSALM 18. DILIGAM TE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE CANDLE OF THE LORD by ADA CAMBRIDGE STANZAS ON THE THREATENED INVASION, 1803 by THOMAS CAMPBELL |