PART VII. 



°§rctj)rni of tijt Siuf. 



Again ye come, again ye throng around me, 

 Dim, shadowy beings of my boyhood's dream! 



Ye are with you bringing 



Images of other days — 



In your j'ath upspringing 



Old Tradition's half remembered lays — 



They, whose greeting 

 Gladdeiied me, — my spring-time friends, are gone 



From the place of meeting, 



One by one. — 

 The near afar off seems, — the distant nigh — 

 The now a dream, — the past reality. 



Halleck^s Translation of the Poetic Preface to Faust. 



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