Year That Trembled and Reel’d Beneath Me (1865)

The Passing of Robin Hood by N. C. Wyeth (1917)

Year that trembled and reel'd beneath me!


Your summer wind was warm enough, yet the air I breathed froze me,


A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me,


Must I change my triumphant songs? said I to myself,


Must I indeed learn to chant the cold dirges of the baffled?


And sullen hymns of defeat?

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