
letra de henry vaughn: the retreat - john glen
happy those early days! when i
shined in my angel infancy
before i understood this place
appointed for my second race
or taught my soul to fancy aught
but a white, celestial thought;
when yet i had not walked above
a mile or two from my first love
and looking back, at that short sp-ce
could see a glimpse of his bright face;
when on some gilded cloud or flower
my gazing soul would dwell an hour
and in those weaker glories spy
some shadows of eternity;
before i taught my tongue to wound
my conscience with a sinful sound
or had the black art to dispеnse
a several sin to еvery sense
but felt through all this fleshly dress
bright shoots of everlastingness
o, how i long to travel back
and tread again that ancient track!
that i might once more reach that plain
where first i left my glorious train
from whence th’ enlightened spirit sees
that shady city of palm trees
but, ah! my soul with too much stay
is drunk, and staggers in the way
some men a forward motion love;
but i by backward steps would move
and when this dust falls to the urn
in that state i came, return
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