Down the cheeks of infancy.
‘Your old earth’, they say, ‘is very dreary;
Our young feet’, they say, ‘are very weak!
Few paces have we taken, yet are weary—
Our grave-rest is very far to seek.
Ask the aged why they weep, and not the children;
For the outside earth is cold;
And we young ones stand without, in our bewildering,
And the graves are for the old.’
IV