Verses of Many Days Author:William Osborn Stoddard General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1875 Original Publisher: J. Miller Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can selec... more »t from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: VERSES OF NOT SO LONG AGO. " ONE OF THESE DAYS." By the glimmering light of our hopes and fears, We can all of us see, through the misty years, A sort of a ghost, half light, half haze, While we say, In a careless or thoughtful way, " One of these days :" A ghost of a day that shall all be bright When the mist shall melt from the skies of light, Sweet ghost! that only our love arrays While we say, In our careless or thoughtful way, "One of these days." Palaces flash on a beautiful shore, Jewels look out from their glittering ore, And life is for us but a blush and a blaze While we say, In our careless or thoughtful way, "One of these days." 40 The City of Youth. All is possible : -- all may be : Is the ghost a promise ? O, shall we see Aught of the good for which each one prays, While we say, In our careless or thoughtful way, " One of these days"? THE CITY OF YOUTH. In the desert land God gave to me, That owed no homage save to me, I was a king, of old : Far o'er the lonely sands I gazed, And with my royal hands I raised A templed town that grandly blazed -- Marble and gems and gold. I planted palms around it, there, And trained the vines, and found it fair, And made my kingly home Where hanging gardens sought the light, And, o'er broad noon, shade brought the night, And deemed that I had wrought it right And crowned it with a dome. Around my town I builded walls To guard my gay and gilded halls, The City of Youth. 41 And all my fairy bowers Were circled by the bristling crests Of ramparts, on...« less