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Siegfried Sassoon - Memory
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When I was young my heart and head were light,   
And I was gay and feckless as a colt   
Out in the fields, with morning in the may,   
Wind on the grass, wings in the orchard bloom.   
  O thrilling sweet, my joy, when life was free
  And all the paths led on from hawthorn-time   
  Across the carolling meadows into June.   
   
But now my heart is heavy-laden. I sit   
Burning my dreams away beside the fire:   
For death has made me wise and bitter and strong;
And I am rich in all that I have lost.   
  O starshine on the fields of long-ago,   
  Bring me the darkness and the nightingale;   
  Dim wealds of vanished summer, peace of home,   
  And silence; and the faces of my friends.
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