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A lovely child alone, singing to himself serenely, —
Playing with pebbles in an unfrequented garden
Through drowse of summer afternoon where time drifts greenly.
A youth, impassioned by he knows not what, exploring
Delusive labyrinths in errors age will pardon, —
A youth, all ignorance, all grace, his dreams adoring.
A man, confounded by the facts of life that bind him
Prometheus-like to rocks where vulture doubts assail him, —
A man, with blank discarded youthfulness behind him.
A mind, matured in wearying bones, returning slowly
Toward years revisioned richly while fruitions fail him, —
A mind, renouncing hopes and finding lost loves holy.
Playing with pebbles in an unfrequented garden
Through drowse of summer afternoon where time drifts greenly.
A youth, impassioned by he knows not what, exploring
Delusive labyrinths in errors age will pardon, —
A youth, all ignorance, all grace, his dreams adoring.
A man, confounded by the facts of life that bind him
Prometheus-like to rocks where vulture doubts assail him, —
A man, with blank discarded youthfulness behind him.
A mind, matured in wearying bones, returning slowly
Toward years revisioned richly while fruitions fail him, —
A mind, renouncing hopes and finding lost loves holy.
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