Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
If I make dark my countenance, I shut my life from happier chance.
Life is brief but love is LONG .
The words 'far, far away' had always a strange charm.
An English homegrey twilight poured On dewy pasture, dewy trees, Softer than sleepall things in order stored, A haunt of ancient Peace.