Oh, Death was never enemy of ours! We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.
Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knive us.
O what made fatuous sunbeams toil To break earth's sleep at all?
Oh, Death was never enemy of ours! We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.
Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knive us.
O what made fatuous sunbeams toil To break earth's sleep at all?