Classic Poem

There's a turned down page, as someone says,
In every human life—
A hidden story of happier days,
Of peace amidst the strife;

A folded-down leaf, that the world knows not,
A love dream rudely crushed;
The sight of a face that is not forgot,
Although the voice be hush'd;

The far-distant sounds of a harp's soft strings—
An echo in the air;
The hidden pages may be full of such things—
Of things that once were fair.

There's a hidden page in each life, and mine
A story might unfold;
But the end was sad of the dream divine—
It better rests untold!