Page:Felicia Hemans in The New Monthly Magazine Volume 20 1827.pdf/20



His early days Were with him in his heart.—

voices of two forest-boys In years when hearts entwine, Had fill'd with childhood's merry noise A valley of the Rhine: To rock and stream that sound was known, Gladsome as hunter's bugle-tone.

The sunny laughter of their eyes There had each vineyard seen; Up every cliff whence eagles rise Their bounding step had been; Ay! their bright youth a glory threw O er the wild place wherein they grew.