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CHRISTMAS SONNET TO R. H. S., by             Poet's Biography
First Line: The years go by, old friend! Each as it fleets
Last Line: Are nearer, dearer, faithfuller than before.
Alternate Author Name(s): Taylor, James Bayard
Subject(s): Friendship; Rhyme; Stoddard, Richard Henry (1825-1903)


THE years go by, old Friend! Each, as it fleets,
Moves to a farther, fairer realm, the time
When first we twain the pleasant land of Rhyme
Discovered, choosing side by side our seats
Below our separate Gods: in midnight streets
And haunted attics flattered by the chime
Of silver words, and, fed by faith sublime,
I Shelley's mantle wore, you that of Keats, --
Dear dreams, that marked the Muse's childhood then,
Nor now to be disowned! The years go by;
The clear-eyed Goddess flatters us no more;
And yet, I think, in soberer aims of men,
And Song's severer service, you and I
Are nearer, dearer, faithfuller than before.





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