In boyhood LyricsWhen I would muse in boyhood
The wild green woods among
And nurse resolves and fancies
Because the world was young
It was not foes to conquer
Nor sweethearts to be kind
But it was friends to die for
That I would seek and find
I sought them far and found them
The sure, the straight, the brave
The hearts I lost my own to
The souls I could not save
They braced their belts about them
They crossed in ships the sea
They sought and found six feet of ground
And there they died for me