When we two parted / In silence and tears,/ Half broken-hearted / To sever for years, / Pale grew thy cheek and cold, / Colder thy kiss;/ Truly that hour foretold / Sorrow to this.
A thousand years scarce serve to form a state; An hour may lay it in the dust
The mountains look on Marathon - / And Marathon looks on the sea; / And musing there an hour alone, / I dreamed that Greece might yet be free.
No hand can make the clock strike for me the hours that are passed.
A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!
My time has been passed viciously and agreeably; at thirty-one so few years months days hours or minutes remain that ''Carpe Diem'' is not enough. I have been obliged to crop even the seconds -- for who can trust to tomorrow?
Did ye not hear it? - No; 'twas but the wind, / Or the car rattling o'er the stony street;/ On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; / No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet / To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.