When Age comes on!—
The deepening dusk is where the dawn
Once glittered splendid, and the dew
In honey-drips, from red rose-lips
Was kissed away by me and you.—
And now across the frosty lawn
Black foot-prints trail, and Age comes on —
And Age comes on!
And biting wild-winds whistle through
Our tattered hopes — and Age comes on!
When Age comes on!—
O tide of raptures, long withdrawn,
Flow back in summer-floods, and fling
Here at our feet our childhood sweet,
And all the songs we used to sing!...
Old loves, old friends — all dead and gone —
Our old faith lost — and Age comes on —
And Age comes on!
Poor hearts! have we not anything
But longings left when Age comes on!