Where Cross-Roads Part

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Title:     Where Cross-Roads Part
Author: Thomas S. Jones [More Titles by Jones]

Glad roads of Spring--O lanes of laughing May
As fleeting as the shadow-clouds at play
With sunbeams rife upon the grassy green;
O golden lanes--through roads that lie between
Amid what darkened sweep lost I the way?

Or was't the stripling Youth, whose roundelay
Awoke the echoes of the throbbing day
And changed to gladness all the world's dull mien,
Glad roads of Spring?

Apart I stand, distraught with lone dismay,
No more Youth's gladsome biddings to obey,
No more with him Love's strewings lost to glean;
The hills of years now ever intervene,
And bid me say good-bye to you for aye,
Glad roads of Spring!

[The end]
Thomas S. Jones's poem: Where Cross-Roads Part

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