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As we look back at our lost Used-to-Be, / 'The light that never was on land or sea' / Touches the distant mountain peaks with gold, / And through the glass of memory we behold / Such blossoms as grow not on any lea.
The double leaf upon the poplar tree / Turns up its silver side to you and me, / And glow-worm lanterns light the lonely wold / As we look back.
No sounds we hear but echoes of young glee; / No winds we feel but west winds blowing free, / From those fair isles that seem a thousandfold / More beautiful than in the days of old; / And all the clouds that hang above them flee, / As we look back.