The poem
Youth of delight come hither. And see the opening morn, Image of truth new born. Doubt is fled & clouds of reason. Dark disputes & artful teazing, Folly is an endless maze, Tangled roots perplex her ways, How many have fallen there! They stumble all night over bones of the dead: And feel they know not what but care; And wish to lead others when they should be led
it seems to me that in this poem Black wants to confess himself as an ancienfe. t bard and talks about his personal experiences in his life. he believes that chilhood is the time of innicence when you`ve not gathered social experiences yet and therefor you are innocence. but when you get old you feel that you are capable of leading the others whi