Leisure |
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WHAT is this life if, full of care, | |
We have no time to stand and stare? — | |
No time to stand beneath the boughs, | |
And stare as long as sheep and cows: | |
No time to see, when woods we pass, | |
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass: | |
No time to see, in broad daylight, | |
Streams full of stars, like skies at night: | |
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance, | |
And watch her feet, how they can dance: | |
No time to wait till her mouth can | |
Enrich that smile her eyes began? | |
A poor life this if, full of care, | |
We have no time to stand and stare. | |
Written by: W. H. Davies | |
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Just Staring, Why?
October 22, 2012 by kmabarrett
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