The Conclusion
EVEN such is Time, that takes in trust
Our youth, our joys, our all we have,
And pays us but with earth and dust;
Who in the dark and silent grave,
When we have wander'd all our ways,
Shuts up the story of our days;
But from this earth, this grave, this dust,
My God shall raise me up, I trust.
Sir Walter Raleigh
London based university administrator with a passion for the arts. Got glasses, and curly hair. Goes to the theatre far more than is good for her bank balance. Books, theatre, art exhibition are what's mostly discussed, but also the occaisional rant. Nevertheless she persisted.
Monday 2 June 2008
Poem of the week
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