“Hush,” a voice from the far away,
“Listen and learn,” it seemed to say
“All the to-morrows shall be as to-day,
The cord is frayed, the cruse is dry,
The link must break and the lamp must die,
Then good-bye to hope, good-bye, good-bye.”
“What are we waiting for, oh my heart?
Kiss me straight on the brows and part
Again! Again! My heart! My heart!
What are we waiting for you and I?