Youth is stranger than fiction.
For Cambridge people rarely smile, Being urban, squat, and packed with guile.
I have need to busy my heart with quietude.
And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say fish
It's all a terrible tragedy. And yet, in it's details, it's great fun. And - apart from the tragedy - I've never felt happier or better in my life than in those days in Belgium.
The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.