Speech after long silence; it is right
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
That we descant and yet again descant
The supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.
~ W.B. Yeats
Sunday, November 19, 2006
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