Or do new lips kiss and new bosoms cling?—
Ah! lost are the loves of the long ago.
Richard Le Gallienne.
AMOUR DE VOYAGE
AND I was a man who could write you rhyme
(Just so much for you, nothing more),
And you were the woman I loved for a time—
Loved for a little, and nothing more,
We shall go our ways when the voyage is o’er,
You with your beauty and I with my rhymes,