| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. (1878–1962). Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1920. 1920. |
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| I, Who Laughed My Youth Away |
| | | William Griffith |
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| I, WHO laughed my youth away | |
| And blew bubbles to the sky, | |
| Thin as air and frail as fire, | |
| Opals, pearls of such desire | |
| As a saint could but admire; | 5 |
| Now as azure as a sigh, | |
| Then with passion all aglow— | |
| Golden, crimson, purple, gray | |
| Moods and moments of a day— | |
| Have been gay, | 10 |
| Yea, | |
| As they, | |
| Sailing high, | |
| Sinking low; | |
| Even so | 15 |
| Pierrot, | |
| Walking Paris in a trance, | |
| With my weary feet in France | |
| And my heart in Bergamo, | |
| Loved—and lost my laughing way. | 20 |
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| I, of course, have never had | |
| Any great amount of gold | |
| Other than my bubbles hold. | |
| Love? I have no loving plan | |
| As a guide to beast or man, | 25 |
| Being neither good nor bad, | |
Just a sort of sorry lad.
Ainslee’s Magazine | |
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