So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age — I and my book—casting backward glances over our travel'd road.


November Boughs (1888). A Backward Glance O'er Travel'd Roads


So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age — I and my book—casting backward glances over our travel'd road.

So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age — I and my book—casting backward glances over our travel'd road.

So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age — I and my book—casting backward glances over our travel'd road.

So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age — I and my book—casting backward glances over our travel'd road.