Poem by William Ernest Henley

Echoes. 30. Kate-a-Whimsies, John-a-Dreams

Kate-a-Whimsies, John-a-Dreams,
   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 man . . .
   So the Infinite runs away.

1. Echoes. 26. In the Placid Summer Midnight
2. Echoes. 44. If It Should Come to Be
3. Echoes. 14. The Wan Sun Westers, Faint and Slow
4. Echoes. 22. The West a Glimmering Lake of Light
5. Echoes. 21. We Flash across the Level

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