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Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying, / Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee -- / Both were mine! Life went a-maying / With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, / When I was young!
_When_ I was young? -- Ah, woeful When! / Ah! for the change 'twixt Now and Then! / This breathing house not built with hands, / This body that does me grievous wrong, / O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands, / How lightly _then_ it flashed along: -- / Like those trim skiffs, unknown of yore, / On winding lakes and rivers wide, / That ask no aid of sail or oar, / That fear no spite of wind or tide! / Nought cared this body for wind or weather / When Youth and I lived in't together.