Ashes Of Life


Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike;
Eat I must, and sleep I will,-and would that night were
here!
But ah!-to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike!
Would that it were day again!-with twilight near!

Love has gone and left me and I don’t know what to do;
This or that or what you will is all the same to me;
But all the things that I begin I leave before I’m through,-
There’s little use in anything as far as I can see.

Love has gone and left me,-and the neighbors knock and
borrow,
And life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse,-
And to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow
There’s this little street and this little house.


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Ashes Of Life