Kate-a-Whimsies, John-a-Dream
Still debating, still delay,
And the world’s a ghost that gleams –
Wavers – vanishes away!
We must live while live we can;
We should love while love we may.
Dread in women, doubt in men…
So the Infinite runs away.
More verses by William Ernest Henley
- Thick Is The Darkness
- Villon's Straight Tip To All Cross Coves
- Attadale, West Highlands
- We Shall Surely Die
- After