SO, we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. ... Read full text
For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. very fine. tony
To me this beautiful poem is a song of a man who has lost his dog.
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For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. very fine. tony