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. 23. The Skies Are Strown with Stars
2. Echoes. 37. Or Ever the Knightly Years Were Gone
3. Rhymes and Rhythms. Epilogue
4. Attadale, West Highlands
5. Echoes. 28. Blithe Dreams Arise to Greet Us

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