The Flight Of Youth
There are gain 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 the manhood's sterner reign
still we feel that something sweet
Following youth, with flying feet
and will never come again
Something beautiful is vanished
ans we sign for it in vain.
We behold it everywhere,
On the earth, in the air
but it never comes again.