My life is devoured by the fierce relentless jaws of Time!
Never to trace again all dales and mountains I did climb,
Just trembling at the thought of that where I had stood before;
Ever when will return the glory of my prime?
No more to be -Oh, never more!
During day and night
Any past joy withdrawn, oblivion, has taken flight:
Fresh spring, and summer, and winter hoar
Move my faint old heart with grief, but still with memorial delight
No more the glory of past days -Oh, never more!
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