Shalott Revisited
I once met a fine young man Winning in his manners, honest in his speech With ideals that defied the world So broad in their scope, believing in the unseen Clinging to faith, and when that wavered, to hope, And when that wavered, to love, supreme among virtues (Could he not have shared that love with me instead of another?) We spoke of golden times … Continue reading Shalott Revisited