Who heard and exulted in hearing
⁠The songs of the sunrise of youth
Ring radiant above him, unfearing
⁠And joyous as truth.

Truth, winged and enkindled with rapture
⁠And sense of the radiance of yore,
Fulfilled you with power to recapture
⁠What never might singer before--
The life, the delight, and the sorrow
⁠Of troublous and chivalrous years
That knew not of night or of morrow,
⁠Of hopes or of fears.

But wider the wing and the vision
⁠That quicken the spirit have spread
Since memory beheld with derision
⁠Man's hope to be more than his dead.