She that was myself went by, Long ago and long ago, Light of foot and gay of eye. Oh, the path was green and high Roses nodded row on row -- She that was myself went by. Swift she went and happily, Like a cloud the spring winds blow -- Light of foot and gay of eye. Old with many griefs I sigh, Youth is winged, Time is slow -- She that was myself went by. Vain the summons, vain the cry -- She will never turn I trow, Light of foot and gay of eye. Here alone sit Age and I Since that day when, watching so, She that was myself went by Light of foot and gay of eye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUTUMN DIALOGUE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE PROGRESS OF POETRY; A VARIATION by MATTHEW ARNOLD PARTING AT MORNING by ROBERT BROWNING THE SICKNESS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI ELEGY: 18. LOVES PROGRESS by JOHN DONNE SMOKING SPIRITUALIZED by RALPH ERSKINE THE SERGEANT'S WEDDIN' by RUDYARD KIPLING |