第127章 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?