How the time
Loiters in expectation! Then the mind
Drags the dead burden of a hundred years
In one short moment's space. The nimble heart
Beats with impatient throbs, sick of delay,
And pants to be at ease.
~ William Havard
Loiters in expectation! Then the mind
Drags the dead burden of a hundred years
In one short moment's space. The nimble heart
Beats with impatient throbs, sick of delay,
And pants to be at ease.
~ William Havard
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