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Where are ye with whom in life I started,
Dear companions of my golden days ?
Ye are dead, estranged from me, or parted,
– Flown, like morning clouds, a thousand ways.
Where art thou, in youth my friend and brother,
Yea in soul my friend and brother still ?
Heaven received thee, and on earth none other
Can the void in my lorn bosom fill.
Where is she, whose looks were love and gladness ?
- Love and gladness I no longer see!
She is gone ; and since that hour of sadness,
Nature seems her sepulchre to me.
Where am I? - life's current faintly flowing Brings the welcome warning of' release; Struck with death, ah! whither am I going? All is well, — my spirit parts in peace.
Youth, fond youth! to thee in life's gay morning,
New and wonderful are heaven and earth;
Health the hills, content the fields adorning,
Nature rings with melody and mirth,
Love invisible, beneath, above,
Conquers all things; all things yield to love.
Time, swift time, from years their motion stealing, Unperceived hath sober manhood brought ;
Truth, her pure and humble forms revealing, · Peoples fancy's fairy-land with thought;
Then the heart, no longer prone to roam,
Loves, loves best, the quiet bliss of home.
Age, old age, in sickness, pain, and sorrow,
Creeps with lengthening shadow o'er the scene ;
Life was yesterday, 'tis death to-morrow,
And to-day the agony between;
Then how longs the weary soul for thee,
Bright and beautiful eternity!
Higher, higher will we climb
Up the mount of glory,
That our names may live through time
In our country's story;
Happy, when her welfare calls,
He who conquers, he who falls.
Deeper, deeper let us toil
In the mines of knowledge ;
Nature's wealth and learning's spoil,
Win from school and college ;
Delve we there for richer gems
Than the stars of diadems.