Has Sorrow Thy Young Days Shaded?


Thomas Moore, 1779-1852, “Has Sorrow Thy Young Days Shaded?,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed May 16, 2022, https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31578.

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Has Sorrow Thy Young Days Shaded?


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Thomas Moore, 1779-1852


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Young Days Shaded

Has sorrow thy young days shaded
As clouds over the morning fleet.
Too fast have those young days faded,
That even in sorrow were sweet.

Does time with his cold wing wither
Each feeling that one was dear.
Come child of misfortune hither,
I will weep with thee tear for tear.

Has love to that soul so tender,
Been like our Lagenion mine,
When sparkles of golden splendor,
All over the surface shine.

But if in pursuit we go deeper,
Allured by the gleam that shone.
Ah, false as the dream of the sleeper,
Like love the alright one is gone.

Has hope like the bird in the story,
That fluttered from tree to tree,
With the talesman’s glittering glory,
Has hope been that bird to thee.

On branch after branch a lightening,
The gem did she still display,
And when nearest and most inviting,
Then woft the fair gem away.

If thus the sweet hours have fleeted,
When sorrow herself looked bright,
If thus the fond hope has cheated
That led thee along so light.

If thus the unkind world wither,
Each feeling that one was dear.
Come chilled of misfortune come hither,
I will weep with the tear for tear.
"This is written by a true friend,
Remember me forever,"

Ella Andrews

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Has Sorrow Thy Young Days Shaded?

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Young Days Shaded


[Mary] Ella Andrews

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Robersonville, Martin County, North Carolina

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Dublin, County Dublin, Ireland

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Sarah C. Tonkin