Poem by Carolina Oliphant, Lady Nairne

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Air — "Aileen Aroon."

Would you be young again?
So would not I —
One tear to memory giv'n,
Onward I'd hie.
Life's dark flooed 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, tho' now
Hidden from sight.
Where they rejoice to be,
There is the land for me;
Fly time, fly speedily;
Come life and light.

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