Transcription of Poem
There are gains for all our loſses[1] [2]
There are gains for all our loſses,1
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 find that something sweet
Followed youth with flying feet,
And will never come again.
Something beautiful has vanished
And we sigh for it in rain;
We behold it everywhere,
On the earth and in the air,
But it never comes again.
Richard Henry Stoddard.
Born Maſs. [1825].[3]
[1] Long s, a writing convention in the 19 th century, was used in place of “s” when there were two “s” consonants together. [2] Poem actually titled “Flight of Youth” according to the Yale Book of American Verse, published in 1912. The actual transcript of the poem can be viewed at: http://www.bartleby.com/102/160.html [3] It appears the author wrote 1825, but there also appears to be a “6” drawn over the “5” in another pen. Richard Henry Stoddard was actually born in 1825. Transcriptions & Essay by Kirsten Corbman |
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