Come, Time, and teach me many years,
I do not suffer in dream;
For now so strange do these things seem,
Mine eyes have leisure for their tears.
The Poems and Plays of Alfred Lord Tennyson (ed. 1938)
Come, Time, and teach me many years,
I do not suffer in dream;
For now so strange do these things seem,
Mine eyes have leisure for their tears.
The Poems and Plays of Alfred Lord Tennyson (ed. 1938)