Verse: Golden Days

Golden days--where are they? Pilgrims east and west Cry; if we could find them We would pause and rest: We would pause and rest a little From our long and weary ways:- Where are they, then, where are they-- Golden days?

Golden days--where are they? Ask of childhood's years, Still untouched by sorrow, Still undimmed by tears: Ah, they seek a phantom Future, Crowned with brighter, starry rays;-- Where are they, then, where are they-- Golden days?

Golden days--where are they? Has Love learnt the spell That will charm them hither, Near our hearth to dwell? Insecure are all her treasures, Restless is her anxious gaze:- Where are they, then, where are they-- Golden days?

Golden days--where are they? Farther up the hill I can hear the echo Faintly calling still: Faintly calling, faintly dying, In a far-off misty haze:- Where are they, then, where are they-- Golden days?