| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | The Day Returns, My Natal Day | | By Walter Savage Landor (1775–1864) |
| | | THE DAY returns, my natal day, | |
| Borne on the storm and pale with snow, | |
| And seems to ask me why I stay, | |
| Stricken by Time and bowed by Woe. | |
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| Many were once the friends who came | 5 |
| To wish me joy; and there are some | |
| Who wish it now; but not the same: | |
| They are whence friend can never come. | |
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| Nor are they you my love watched o’er | |
| Cradled in innocence and sleep; | 10 |
| You smile into my eyes no more, | |
| Nor see the bitter tears they weep. | | | | |
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