Leisure ~ ~ ~ |
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep and cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can enrich That smile that her eyes began. A poor life this, if full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. By Wm. Henry Davies |
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This page was last updated on: March 24, 2005
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Walk this day in peace.... And in the warmth of the sun. |
