A Backward Glance

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IT IS well when you’ve lived in clover,
  To mourn for the days gone by—
Would I live the same life over
  Could I live again? Not I!
But, knowing the false from the real,
  I would strive to ascend:
I would seek out my boyhood’s ideal,
  And follow it to the end.

© Henry Lawson