paragraph: When Hope, the eagle that towered, could see  No cliff beyond him in the sky,  His pinions were bent droopingly--  And homeward turned his softened eye.  'Twas sunset: When the sun will part  There comes a sullenness of heart  To him who still would look upon  The glory of the summer sun.  That soul will hate the ev'ning mist  So often lovely, and will list  To the sound of the coming darkness (known  To those whose spirits hearken) as one  Who, in a dream of night, _would_ fly,  But _cannot_, from a danger nigh.  What tho' the moon--tho' the white moon  Shed all the splendor of her noon,  _Her_ smile is chilly--and _her_ beam,  In that time of dreariness, will seem  (So like you gather in your breath)  A portrait taken after death.  And boyhood is a summer sun  Whose waning is the dreariest one--  For all we live to know is known,  And all we seek to keep hath flown--  Let life, then, as the day-flower, fall  With the noon-day beauty--which is all.  I reached my home--my home no more--  For all had flown who made it so.  I passed from out its mossy door,  And, tho' my tread was soft and low,  A voice came from the threshold stone  Of one whom I had earlier known--  O, I defy thee, Hell, to show  On beds of fire that burn below,  An humbler heart--a deeper woe. 
question: What emotions does this passage evoke?
answer: This passage emits nostalgia and acceptance of what's passed