Saturday, January 4, 2003
After Many Years Comments
Rating: ★2.8
The song that once I dreamed about,
The tender, touching thing,
As radiant as the rose without,
The love of wind and wing:
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Henry Kendall
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8/1/2025 6:42:33 AM # 1.0.0
The yearning to be as we were in the past, young, hopeful, physically vibrant and desiring adventure- love the last lines of this piece: But in the night, and when the rain The troubled torrent fills, I often think I see again The river in the hills; And when the day is very near, And birds are on the wing, My spirit fancies it can hear The song I cannot sing.