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THE GUERDON
Twenty long years ago,
And it seems like yesterday!
And what have I got to show,
What have I gained by the way?
And it seems like yesterday!
And what have I got to show,
What have I gained by the way?
I have loved my fellow men,
But have loved yet more my will;
I was heedless and faithless then,
I am faithless and heedless still.
But have loved yet more my will;
I was heedless and faithless then,
I am faithless and heedless still.
Thirsting for love and joy,
Eager to mould and plan,
These were the dreams of a boy,
These are the dreams of a man.
Eager to mould and plan,
These were the dreams of a boy,
These are the dreams of a man.
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Cloister, and court, and grove,
And soft lawns down by the stream,
What is your word of love?
What are the dreams you dream?
And soft lawns down by the stream,
What is your word of love?
What are the dreams you dream?
East and West they are gone,
My comrades of yesterday;
Some of them striding on,
Some of them fall'n by the way.
My comrades of yesterday;
Some of them striding on,
Some of them fall'n by the way.
Yet this is my thought alone,
This have I won by the way;—
That twenty long years have flown,
And it seems like yesterday!
This have I won by the way;—
That twenty long years have flown,
And it seems like yesterday!
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