Muffled Music
from "The Quiver"
by J.R. Eastwood
1874
A CARELESS child, I used to sing
Through halcyon days of happy spring;
My morn of life was bright and clear;
The night drew closer, year by year.
A lonely boy, I left the rest,
And sought his side I loved the best;
A friend is sweet when foes are near;
I miss his friendship, year by year.
A dreaming youth, I longed for fame,
The honour that exalts a name;
Tho hope was strong my heart to cheer.
That now grows fainter, year by year.
A victor crowned, I stand alone
On hostile ramparts overthrown;
He would rejoice to greet me here;
His grave grows greener, year by year.
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