THERE are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain, But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again. We are stronger, and are better, Under manhood's sterner reign; Still we feel that something sweet Followed youth, with flying feet, And will never come again. Something beautiful is vanished, And we sigh for it in vain; We behold it everywhere, On the earth, and in the air, But it never comes again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RETURN OF SPRING by PIERRE DE RONSARD RANCH WOMAN by MARGARET CARROLL BRADY LONGING by CYRINTHIA J. CLAYTON MARVELLOUS EARS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ON THE PICTURE OF AN ANGEL BY FRA ANGELICO by DIGBY MACKWORTH DOLBEN |