Joys of Youth
How pleasing simplest recollections seem
Now summer comes it warms me to look back
In the sweet happiness of youths wild track
Varied and fleeting as a summer dream
Here have I pausd upon the sweeping rack
That specks like wool flocks thro the purple skye
Here have I carless stooped down to catch
The meadow flower that entertaind my eye
And as the butterflye went wirring bye
How anxious for its settling did I watch
And oft long purples on the waters brink
Have tempted me to wade in spite of fate
To pluck the flowers — oh to look back and think
– What pleasing pains such simple joys create.
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