There they are! above the green trees shining -- Old towers that top the castles of our dreams, Their turrets bright with rays of sun declining -- A painted glory on the window gleams. But, oh, the messages to travellers weary They signal through the ether in the dark! The years are long, the path is steep and dreary, But there's a bell that struck in boyhood -- hark! The note is faint -- but ghosts are gayly trooping From ivied halls and swarming 'neath the trees. Old friends, you bring new life to spirits drooping -- Your laughter and your joy are in the breeze! They're gone in dusk, -- the towers and dreams are faded, -- But something lingers of eternal Youth; We're strong again, though doubting, worn, and jaded; We pledge anew to friends and love and truth! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN EXPOSTULATION by ISAAC BICKERSTAFFE ALL GOATS by ELIZABETH JANE COATSWORTH A PRAYER, LIVING AND DYING by AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE TOPLADY MY SOUL by NETTIE STEPHENSON BOWEN ON THE BIRTHDAY OF WASHINGTON by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD RED IS FOR WINTER by JESSIE GODDARD BROMAN PRINCE HOHENSTIEL-SCHWANGAU; SAVIOUR OF SOCIETY by ROBERT BROWNING |