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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LONG YEARS HAVE PAST SINCE LAST I STOOD, by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: A place of rugged rocks, adown whose sides Last Line: Should never seek those scenes again. Alternate Author Name(s): L. E. L.; Maclean, Letitia | |||
A place of rugged rocks, adown whose sides The mountain torrent rushes; on whose crags The raven builds her nest, and tells her young Of former funeral feasts. LONG years have past since last I stood Alone amid this mountain scene, Unlike the future which I dreamed, How like my future it has been! A cold grey sky o'erhung with clouds, With showers in every passing shade, How like the moral atmosphere Whose gloom my horoscope has made! I thought if yet my weary feet Could rove my native hills again, A world of feeling would revive, Sweet feelings wasted, worn in vain. My early hopes, my early joys, I dreamed those valleys would restore; I asked for childhood to return, For childhood, which returns no more. Surely the scene itself is changed! There did not always rest as now That shadow in the valley's depth, That gloom upon the mountain-brow. Wild flowers within the chasms dwelt Like treasures in some fairy hold, And morning o'er the mountains shed Her kindling world of vapoury gold. Another season of the year Is now upon the earth and me; Another spring will light these hills -- No other spring mine own may be: I must retune my unstrung harp, I must awake the sleeping tomb, I must recall the loved and lost, Ere spring again for me could bloom I've wandered, but it was in vain, In many a far and foreign clime, Absence is not forgetfulness, And distance cannot vanquish time. One face was ever in my sight, One voice was ever on my ear, From all earth's loveliness I turned To wish, Ah that the dead were here. Oh! weary wandering to no home, Oh! weary wandering alone, I turned to childhood's once glad scenes And f ound life's last illusion flown. Ah! those who left their childhood's scenes For after-years of toil and pain, Who but bring back the breaking heart Should never seek those scenes again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FELICIA HEMANS by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE CASTLE OF CHILLON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE FACTORY; 'TIS AN ACCURSED THING! by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE FEMALE CONVICT by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE MARRIAGE VOW by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A CHILD SCREENING A DOVE FROM A HAWK, BY STEWARDSON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A COMPARISON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A GIRL AT HER DEVOTIONS, BY NEWTON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A HISTORY OF THE LYRE by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A LADY'S BEAUTY by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON |
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