The Flight of Youth

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

Following 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!