With memory's eyes I see to-day That bygone day of long ago, When side by side and hand in hand, And hearts with ardent love aglow, We strolled adown that country road, And felt the gentle evening breeze, And listened while the blue-birds sang Among the wayside beechen trees; Beneath whose shade awhile we sat Where vi'lets white and vi'lets blue (Emblems so pure of modesty) In wild profusion sweetly grew. Close by those beeches was a spring At which you would not let me stoop To drink from it, but for me made Of wahoo leaves a dainty cup. Life was then to us a joyous psalm, A glad, sweet, happy lay: But somehow things have changed since then: We're far apart to-day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYSTERIA by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT BINSEY POPLARS (FELLED 1879) by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS SONG OF AN ATOM by JOSEPHINE BARNETT TO M. I. (2) by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE: TO IANTHE, AND CANTO 1 by GEORGE GORDON BYRON AUTUMN VESPERS by EDWIN COULSON CLARK |