From ” Recollections of Early Childhood”.

There was time when meadow, grove and stream,

The earth, and every common sight,

To me did seem

Apparalled in celestial light,

The glory and the freshness of a dream.

It is not not now as it hath been of yore;-

Turn whereoe’er I may,

By night or day,

The things which I have seen I now can

see no more.

The rainbow comes and goes,

And lovely is the rose;

The moon doth with delight

Look round her when the heavens are bare;

Waters on a starry night

Are beautiful and fair;

The sunshine is a glorious birth;

But yet I know, where’er I go,

That there hath past away a glory from earth.

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