Lundy's Lane and Other Poems

by Duncan Campbell Scott


 

RETROSPECT


 

THIS is the mockery of the moving years;
  Youth's colour dies, the fervid morning glow
Is gone from off the foreland; slow, slow,
Even slower than the fount of human tears
To empty, the consuming shadow nears

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That Time is casting on the worldly show
Of pomp and glory. But falter not;— below
That thought is based a deeper thought that cheers.

GLEAN thou thy past; that will alone inure
  To catch thy heart up from a dark distress;

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It were enough to find one deed mature,
Deep-rooted, mighty 'mid the toil and press;
To save one memory of the sweet and pure,
From out life's failure and its bitterness.