Poems (Cary)/Looking Back

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LOOKING BACK.
I have been looking back to-dayUpon life's April promise hours,Its June is with me now, but MayLeft all her blushes in the flowers.
A still and sober gladness reignsWhere there was hopeful mirth, erewhile—Hardly the soul its wisdom gains—Through suffering we learn to smile.
The heart that went out beating wildWith visions of the bliss to be,Has come back weary, like a childThat, sits beside the mother's knee.
The vision of a coming bliss—A bliss from earth that never springs,—In youth was but the chrysalisThat time has glorified with wings.
And if I see no longer hereThe splendor of a transient good,A cloud has left my atmosphere,And heaven is shining where it stood.