In your face I sometimes see Shadowings of the man to be, And eager, dream of what my son Will be in twenty years and one. But when you are to manhood grown, And all your manhood ways are known, Then shall I, wistful, try to trace The child you once were in your face? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RESOLVE by ALEXANDER BROME THE GOLDEN TARGE by WILLIAM DUNBAR BATTLE SONG by EBENEZER ELLIOTT TO THE MEMORY OF THE BRAVE AMERICANS UNDER GENERAL GREENE by PHILIP FRENEAU TO A SQUIRREL AT KYLE-NA-NO by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS OUT OF THE SHADOW by MARGARET FAIRLESS BARBER |