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You are not what you used to be;
But oh! how much more worth,
Than that light thing of frolic free,
The wildest girl on earth!
But oh! how much more worth,
Than that light thing of frolic free,
The wildest girl on earth!
Forever—as the joyous play
Of bloom and light has faded,
And tint by tint, and ray by ray,
By care has been o'ershaded,—
Of bloom and light has faded,
And tint by tint, and ray by ray,
By care has been o'ershaded,—
You have been gathering holier wealth
Within—a store of treasures!
Flowers, fairer than the Rose of Health,
And rays, more rich than Pleasure's!
Within—a store of treasures!
Flowers, fairer than the Rose of Health,
And rays, more rich than Pleasure's!
And while the worthless splendor stole,
Unheeded, from those eyes,
A lamp was lighted in your soul—
A star that never dies!
Unheeded, from those eyes,
A lamp was lighted in your soul—
A star that never dies!
You are not what you used to be;
But you are less of earth,
And richer, in your want of glee,
Than others, in their mirth!
But you are less of earth,
And richer, in your want of glee,
Than others, in their mirth!
