fredag 14. oktober 2011

Is there no way out of the mind ? ... A sentence is enough for a sensible man..,


When I am sad and weary,
When I think all hope has gone,
When I walk along Karl Johan
I think of you with nothing on !


We can die by it,
if not live by love,
And if unfit for tombs and hearse
Our legend be, it will be fit for verse;
And if no pieces of chronicle we prove,
We`ll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
As well a well wrought urn becomes
The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,
And by these hymns, all shall approve
Us canonized for love:
And thus invoke us; You whom reverend love
Made one another`s hermitage;
You to whom love was peace...


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