  Scene: a railway station. ust two minutes more! O Tempus, stand still, Stand still, I implore, One moment, until I have time to reflect On what I would say. ust two minutes more! O Tempus, stand still, Stand still, I implore, One moment, until I have time to reflect On what I would say. Give me time to collect My senses, I pray, Until I have said What my courage was mounting To say, when instead I was stupidly counting The moments that fled! O Tempus! you’re flying! A plague on this parting, This sighing, goodbying, This smiling and smarting; A plague too upon This—Heavens! it’s starting! Good bye!— There, she’s gone! |
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