Life
LIFE! I know not what thou art,But know that thou and I must part;And when, or how, or where we met,I own to me’s a secret yet.
Life! we’ve been long togetherThrough pleasant and through cloudy weather;’Tis hard to part when friends are dear—Perhaps ’twill cost a sigh, a tear;—Then steal away, give little warning,Choose thine own time;Say not Good-night—but in some brighter climeBid me Good-morning.
WILLIAM BLAKE 1757–1828