Changed by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Lyrics

From the outskirts of the town
       &nbsp Where of old the mile-stone stood.
Now a stranger, looking down
I behold the shadowy crown
       &nbsp Of the dark and haunted wood.

Is it changed, or am I changed?
       &nbsp Ah! the oaks are fresh and green,
But the friends with whom I ranged
Through their thickets are estranged
       &nbsp By the years that intervene.

Bright as ever flows the sea,
       &nbsp Bright as ever shines the sun,
But alas! they seem to me
Not the sun that used to be,
       &nbsp Not the tides that used to run.