This side the brow of yon sea–bounding hill
There is an alley overarched with green,
Where thick–grown briers entwine themselves at will;
There, twinkling through the under–flowers, is seen
The ever–shaking ocean far below;
And on the upper side, a rocky wall
Where deepest mosses, and lithe ivies grow,
And honeysuckle–blooms in clusters fall.
There walked I when I last remembered thee;
And all too joyfully came o’er my mind
Moments of pleasure by the southern sea,
By our young lives two summers left behind;
Ah, sad–sweet memory;–for that very day
The gloom came on which may not pass away.
(Henry Alford)
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