Stray Pebbles from the Shores of Thought

CHILDHOOD'S DAYS.

TO M. C.

If knowledge gained in later years
May wholly cloud from sight
The glimpse which childhood's eye hath caught
Of heaven's celestial light,

Then need we not the atmosphere
Of second childhood's days
To catch another broader glimpse
Of heaven's immortal rays?

Ah, yes; we even need to seek,
Through earth's illusive hour,
Immortal childhood's heavenly days
Of sweet, revealing power;

For how can otherwise we catch
The deeper glimpses yet
Of life eternal, glorious, pure,
Where sun hath never set?

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