Change
Remember me as I was then;
       &nbsp   Turn from me now, but always see
The laughing shadowy girl who stood
       &nbsp   At midnight by the flowering tree,
With eyes that love had made as bright
As the trembling stars of the summer night.


Turn from me now, but always hear
       &nbsp   The muted laughter in the dew
Of that one year of youth we had,
       &nbsp   The only youth we ever knew—
Turn from me now, or you will see
What other years have done to me.