A boy's will is the wind's will, | ||
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts |
Advance to 1:16, if you are not patient enough, for a verse from the poem:
There are things of which I may not speak;There are dreams that cannot die;There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak,And bring a pallor into the cheek,And a mist before the eye.And the words of that fatal songCome over me like a chill:"A boy's will is the wind's will,And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
So, how about wrapping it up with this:
1 comment:
Oh you are still a young lad !!! We "seniors" are the oldies :)
Btw, would you mind removing the awful captcha that Blogger has. Its a real pain to decipher the words and enter. The spam catcher is usually good on Blogger - 99% of the spam will get trapped anyway.
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