The land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue.
Time's bitter flood will rise,Your beauty perish and be lostFor all eyes but these eyes.
Time's bitter flood will rise, Your beauty perish and be lost For all eyes but these eyes.
Acquaintance; companion; One dear brilliant woman; The best-endowed, the elect, All by their youth undone, All, all, by that inhuman Bitter glory wrecked.