They sin who tell us love can die.
With life all other passions fly,
All others are but vanity.
CHARLES LAMB.
1775-1834.
Old Familiar Faces.
I have had playmates, 1 have had companions,
In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Detached Thoughts on Books.
Books which are no books.