For my part, it was Greek to me. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me. The wheel is come full circle. Here is my journey's end, here is my butt; And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. I bear a charmed life. I will praise any man that will praise me. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button. Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts. |