Classic Poem

My life shall count by the smile and tear,
—By the flash of blue in an eye I know.
It's a world of time since June last year
—And a timeless world I am living now.

One year ago! That we should have walked
—The very path we are walking now!
And—tell me, do you remember?—talked
—Likewise one little year ago?

Dear love, what a trick Time plays on us!—
—As tho' the hour and day could give
A rule for passage! or all this fuss
—Of the sun be measure how long we live!

Life is older than all the æons;
—And younger than any moment, youth.
For aught that the earth go gathering seasons
—The fact o' the Spring is the world's best truth.