The Return

I have come home again! Dawn is a dream to me Lying here, soon to be Clinging, awaking; See where ’tis breaking Mockingly, mistily! I have come home again! I have come home again! Blithe is the day, and clear. All of my youth is near. Here with the sun above; Here with my boyhood, love Joy, and a tear. I have come home again! I have come home again! Grand is the night to-night. Stars shed their brightest light; Shine all their brightest fire; Shine with their old desire; Wild with delight! I have come home again! I must away again! Since I have lived this day Here, now I cannot stay. Back, with the changing sky, I must away to die; Die in the proper way I must away again!