Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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
Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.

Info

Posted by: Silvana Stremiz

Comments

Send your comment
Rate this quote:8.25 in 4 votes

Disclaimer [read/hide]

A Guide to Writing comments