Poems (Louisa Blake)/"Ye are changed"

"YE ARE CHANGED."
Ye are changed, scenes of youth, and the bright sun of gladness
On the fair glowing landscape no longer appears;
To my eye nature now seems apparel'd in sadness,
For I view her alone, through the dim mist of tears.

Ye are changed, joys of youth! for the innocent pleasure
Reflected from all things above and around,
Which shed light on my heart in its fulness of measure
Can now, in its freshness, no longer be found.

Ye are changed, hopes of youth! which so brilliantly lighted,
To fancy's fond visions, the scenes yet to come,
Cold reality's hand your fair blossoms has blighted;
Exhaled is your fragrance, and wither'd your bloom.

Ye are changed, loves of youth! which in beauty and sweetness,
Like the rose, shed rich fragrance on life's summer day,
Alas! ye partook of the fragile flower's fleetness,
As the sun rose to noonday, ye faded away.

I will not on earth's sad vicissitudes dwell,
Ye stars! that of all remain steadfast alone,
In your steady, high course, ye with certainty tell,
Of a glorious, all mighty, unchangeable One.