Time Long Past
Like the ghost of a dear friend deadIs Time long past.A tone which is now forever fled,A hope which is now forever past,A love so sweet it could not last,Was Time long past.
There were sweet dreams in the nightOf Time long past:And, was it sadness or delight,Each day a shadow onward castWhich made us wish it yet might last--That Time long past.
There is regret, almost remorse,For Time long past.'Tis like a child's beloved corseA father watches, till at lastBeauty is like remembrance, castFrom Time long past.
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