“Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door Don’t turn away, you’ll create sorrow Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore You may not see me tomorrow”
"Let us drink and sport today;
Ours is not tomorrow.
Love with youth flies swift away,
Age is naught but sorrow."(J. Gay in Air XXII from The Beggar's Opera)Seraing (B)
"Little wind, blow on the hill-top,
Little wind, blow down the plain;
Little wind, blow up the sunshine,
Little wind, blow off the rain."(Kate Greenaway, no title, in Under the Window: Pictures & Rhymes for Children)Seraing (B)
