But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till our last goodnight. The ever-rolling silent hours Will bring a time we shall not know, When our young days of gathering flowers Will be an hundred years ago.


Gryll grange, by the author of 'Headlong hall'. (ed. 1861)


But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till our last ...

But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till our last ...

But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till our last ...

But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till our last ...