There are gains for all our losses. There are balms for all our pain: But when youth the dream departs It takes something from our hearts And it never comes again. We are stronger and are better Under manhood's sterner reign: Still we feel that something sweet Followed youth with flying feet And will never come again. Something beautiful is vanished And we sigh for it in vain; We behold it everywhere On the earth and in the air But it never comes again!
发表于 2007-7-5 01:52:27
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