Show I V OLD MASTERS I Theres There's not not a n Joy the world can give like that It takes away When the glow ot of earthly thought declines in feelings feeling's dull de decay de- de decay cay P N not on youths youth's smooth cheek the blush alone which fades so fast But Dut the tender bloom ot of heart beart Is gone ere era youth itself be past Oh could I feel as I have bave felt felt or or orbe be what I have bave been Or weep as I could once have wept oer o'er many a vanished bed scene As springs in desert found seem sweet all brackish though they be So midst the withered waste of ot life those tears would flow to ine me George Gordon Byron from Stanzas for Music |