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CHILDLIKE IN THY INNOCENCE.
Do the dreams of young romance
Tenant still thy fertile mind?
Brighter images than these
Never memory enshrined!
Tenant still thy fertile mind?
Brighter images than these
Never memory enshrined!
Then we peopled the vast earth
With bright beings fancy-formed,
Till the space above was filled,
And the air with fairies swarmed
Then our thoughts were eagle-thoughts
With the sunbeam's track combined!
And the world we made was bright
With the angels of the mind.
With bright beings fancy-formed,
Till the space above was filled,
And the air with fairies swarmed
Then our thoughts were eagle-thoughts
With the sunbeam's track combined!
And the world we made was bright
With the angels of the mind.
Do they guard that empire still,
Bringing music from each sphere
Scorning all the worldly things
That so cramp and curb us here?
O! how cold must seem the world
To the warm and sanguine heart,
When the eagle-dreams of youth
Spread their pinions to depart!
Bringing music from each sphere
Scorning all the worldly things
That so cramp and curb us here?
O! how cold must seem the world
To the warm and sanguine heart,
When the eagle-dreams of youth
Spread their pinions to depart!
May they linger with us long,
We are nought but children yet:
Though the world with all its wiles
Fain would teach us to forget.
Tho' we tread no more the fields,
Nor the laurel-planted hill,
Which our early footsteps trod,
Let us, let us love them still!
We are nought but children yet:
Though the world with all its wiles
Fain would teach us to forget.
Tho' we tread no more the fields,
Nor the laurel-planted hill,
Which our early footsteps trod,
Let us, let us love them still!
