And curious science, through the passing ages,
Vainly hath sought the mystery to Unfold;
But not to earth's philosophers or sages
Have been the secrets of that voyage told.
For He alone, whose wisdom guides our being
Who placed within its transient home the soul,
When from its clayey tabernacle fleeing,
Will 'cross that trackless waste its way control.
OLD DAYS AT SCHOOL.
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OLD days at school! What scenes arise,
Recalled anew from Youth's fair morning,
Radiant and fresh to Memory's eyes,
And beautified by Hope's adorning__
Old days at School.
Old days at school ! When life was fair,
And Fortune offed all her guerdon;
Ere dreams had flown, brooding Care
And Sorrow had imposed their burden__
Old days at school.
Old days at School! With eager feet
We wandered 'mid the groves Illyrian,
Where Knowledge, in her far retreat,
Should yield to us the cup Pierian__
Old days at school.
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