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BRAVE DAYS OF OLD, by            
First Line: The brave days of old, were they better than now?
Last Line: Brave days we can see again never.
Subject(s): Aging; Memory

THE brave days of old, were they better than now?
That often have power to move us
When memory chases the cloud from our brow,
And tenderly seems to reprove us.
A fast-fading vision, a dim, distant dream,
Those brave days of old to our memory seem,
As Life still goes on like a fast-flowing stream,
The same sun still shining above us.

Forgetting the trials and struggles we knew --
Forgetting the tears and the sighing,
We lovingly linger o'er days short and few,
When Joy all our cares was defying;
When friends group'd around us, young, merry, and strong,
With bright, happy faces, with laughter and song,
Each brief, careless hour, as it pass'd would prolong,
And blithely each brief hour went flying.

How fondly we think of the brave days of old,
As friends that have vanish'd for ever --
Of faces now lying beneath the grim mould,
And forms that have cross'd the wide river;
The earth still is bright, and the skies overhead,
Yet dearly we muse over days that are dead,
Of hopes, passing fair, and of visions long fled,
Brave days we can see again never.

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