Our share of night to bear - Our share of morning - Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning - Here a star, and there a star, Some lose their way! Here a mist, and there a mist, Afterwards - Day! Нам дан...

If you were coming in the Fall... If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brudh the Summer by With half a smile, and half a spurn, As Housewives do, a Fly. If I could see you in a year, I'd wind the months in balls - And pu...