ALAS, that fancy's pencil still portrays A fairer scene than ever nature drew! Alas, that ne'er to reason's placid view Arise the charms of youth's delusive days! For still the memory of our tender years, By contrast vain, impairs our present joys; Of greener fields we dream and purer skies, And softer tints than ever nature wears. -- Lo! now, to fancy, Teviot's vale appears Adorn'd with flowers of more enchanting hue And fairer bloom than ever Eden knew, With all the charms that infancy endears. Dearscenes! which grateful memory still employ, Why should you strive to blast the present joy? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SOLDIER LISTENS by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER THE SEVEN AGAINST THEBES: NEWS OF WAR by AESCHYLUS SEVERUS TO TIBERIUS GREATLY ENNUYE by JOSEPH AUSLANDER PSALM 98 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A VALENTINE by WARREN K. BILLINGS IDYLL 1. THE EPITAPH OF ADONIS by BION BIARTEY'S SPINNING SONG, FR. THE RIDING TO LITHEND by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |