Would you be young again?
— — So would not I —
One tear to memory given,
— — Onward I'd hie.
Life's dark flood forded o'er,
All but at rest on shore,
Say, would you plunge once more,
— — With home so nigh?

If you might, would you now
— — Retrace your way?
Wander through thorny wilds,
— — Faint and astray?
Night's gloomy watches fled,
Morning all beaming red,
Hope's smiles around us shed,
— — Heavenward — away.

Where are they gone, of yore
— — My best delight?
Dear and more dear, though now
— — Hidden from sight.
Where they rejoice to be,
There is the land for me;
Fly time — fly speedily,
— — Come life and light.