To: Aquamarine; beachn4fun; Billie; Diver Dave; DollyCali; dutchess; GodBlessUSA; jaycee; JustAmy; ...
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The Lover Mourns For The Loss Of Love
PALE brows, still hands and dim hair,
I had a beautiful friend
And dreamed that the old despair
Would end in love in the end:
She looked in my heart one day
And saw your image was there;
She has gone weeping away.
William Butler Yeats
Lamh Foistenach Abu!
2,876 posted on
12/26/2008 1:01:25 PM PST by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN, 3/5 Marines, RVN 1969. St. Michael the Archangel defend us in battle!)
To: Aquamarine; beachn4fun; Billie; Diver Dave; DollyCali; dutchess; GodBlessUSA; jaycee; JustAmy; ...
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The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends
THOUGH you are in your shining days,
Voices among the crowd
And new friends busy with your praise,
Be not unkind or proud,
But think about old friends the most:
Time's bitter flood will rise,
Your beauty perish and be lost
For all eyes but these eyes.
William Butler Yeats
Lamh Foistenach Abu!
2,877 posted on
12/26/2008 1:05:23 PM PST by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN, 3/5 Marines, RVN 1969. St. Michael the Archangel defend us in battle!)
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