 | The Poetical Works of Walter C. Smith |  |
Why not? Why should phantoms of beauty and grace,
Pink and gold with the sunniest hues of delight,
Hang like clouds in their glory before the warm face
Of our youth, as it comes, in its morning and might,
Shining and singing and fresh with the dew;
Yet all be but shadows, and nothing be true?—
All but vanity, dream and inanity,
Nothing to shower down a blessing on you!
Pink and gold with the sunniest hues of delight,
Hang like clouds in their glory before the warm face
Of our youth, as it comes, in its morning and might,
Shining and singing and fresh with the dew;
Yet all be but shadows, and nothing be true?—
All but vanity, dream and inanity,
Nothing to shower down a blessing on you!
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