The Old Days - The Far Days - The Overdear And Fair! - The Old Days - The Lost Days - How Lovely They Were! The Old Days Of Morning, With The Dew-Drench On The Flowers And Apple-Buds And Blossoms Of Those Old Days Of Ours. Then Was The Real Gold Spendthrift Summer Flung; Then Was The Real Song Bird Or Poet Sung! There Was Never Censure Then, - Only Honest Praise - And All Things Were Worthy Of It In The Old Days. There Bide The True Friends - The First And The Best; There Clings The Green Grass Close Where They Rest: Would They Were Here? No; - Would We Were There!... The Old Days - The Lost Days - How Lovely They Were!