Reflections Irregular
John Rollin Ridge 1827 (New Echota) – 1867 ( Grass Valley)
I cast a backward look—how changed
The scenes of other days!
I walk, a wearied man, estranged
From youth’s delightful ways.
There in the distance rolleth yet
That stream whose waves my
Boyish bosom oft has met,
When pleasure lit mine eye.
It rolleth yet, as clear, as bold,
As pure as it did then;
But I have grown in youth-time old,
And, mixing now with men,
My sobered eye must not attend
To that sweet stream, my early friend!
The music of its waters clear
Must now but seldom reach my ear,
But murmur still now carelessly
To every heedless passer-by.
How often o’er its rugged cliffs I’ve strayed,
And gaily listened, as its billows played
Such deep, low music at their base—
And then such brightening thoughts would trace
Upon the tablet of my mind!
Alas, those days have run their race,
Their joys I nowhere now can find.
I have no time to think
Of climbing Glory’s sunny mount
I have no time to drink
At Learning’s bubbling fount!
Now corn and potatoes call me
From scenes were wont to enthrall me—
A weary wight,
Both day and night
My brain is full of business matters,
Reality has snatched the light,
From fancy’s head, that shone so bright,
And tore the dreams she wove, to tatters!
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Submitted by halel on July 13, 2020
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,302 |
Words | 219 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 37 |
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