JOYS OF YOUTH, HOW FLEETING!

Whisperings, heard by wakeful maids,

To whom the night-stars guide us;

Stolen walks thro’ moonlight shades,

With those we love beside us,

Hearts beating,

At meeting;

Tears starting,

At parting;

Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!

Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!

Wanderings far away from home,

With life all new before us;

Greetings warm, when home we come,

From hearts whose prayers watched o'er us.

Tears starting,

At parting;

Hearts beating,

At meeting;

Oh, sweet youth, how lost on some!

To some, how bright and fleeting!