TheRoadBack
Come,walkwith me and Memory; Andletusseewhatwe shall see: A wild green laneofstones andweeds Thattoawilderwoodland leads. Anoldboard gate,the lichenscrust, Whoseancienthingescroakwith rust. A vale;acreek;andabridge ofplanks, Andthewild sunflowersthatwallitsbanks: A path thatwindsthroughshine andshade Toafernedandwildflowered forestglade; Where,outofagrotto, avoicereplies Withafainthollotoyourvoicethatcries: Andeverywindthatpassesseems A footthatfollows fromLandso'Dreams. A voice,a foot, and ashadow,too, Thatwhispersofthingsyour childhoodknew: A girlthatwaited,a boythatcame, Andanoldbeechtree wherehe carved hername; Wherestill he seesher, whomstillhehears Biddinghimcome through the long-gone years.... Howoftshebeckonsyourheartandmine Fromthe farmhouse windowtraileddeepwithvine, Andporched withroses! where allmustknow She usedtolivein the long-ago. The farmhousethere atthe endo' thelane, Withthesunsettwinklingitswindowpane; Whereshe smilesasshesmiledinthe Long-ago, The farmer'sdaughteryouusedtoknow, Who hasnotchanged toyourheartforyears, Thoughherfaceyouoften see throughtears: Who wearsheryouth,asshedidofold, Asa princesswearethacrownofgold. The little sweetheart, you knowfortruth, Who livesforaye in theLandofYouth; Who neverdies;whoisalwaysfair, Witheyesofmischiefand tomboyhair: Whomyourheartstillfollowsandworships, itseems, Foreverandayeinthe Land o' Dreams.
TheRoadBack
toawilderwoodland
toawilderwoodland
vale;acreek;andabridgeofplanks,Andthe
vale;acreek;andabridgeofplanks,Andthe
wildsunflowersthatwallitsbanks:Come,
outofagrotto,avoicerepliesWitha
girlthatwaited,aboythatcame,
oldbeechtreewherehecarvedhername;
farmhousethereattheendo'thelane,Withthe
walk Come,
hasnotchangedtoyourheartforyears,
littlesweetheart,youknowfortruth,
littlesweetheart,youknowfortruth,
heartstillfollowsandworships,itseems,For
heartstillfollowsworships,itseems,For
heartstillfollowsworships,itseems,For
heartstillfollowsworships,seems,For
Dreams.
Dreams.
Dreams.
Dreams.