Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.
YearsWalter Savage Landor (17751864)
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Some have crept on, and some have flown,
Since first before me fell those tears
I never could see fall alone.
Years not so varied, when from you
One more will fall: when, carried home,
I see it not, nor hear Adieu.