My draught of passion hath been deep —
I revell’d, and I now would sleep —
And after-drunkenness of soul
Succeeds the glories of the bowl —
An idle longing night and day
To dream my very life away.
Romance, Edgar Allan Poe.
My draught of passion hath been deep —
I revell’d, and I now would sleep —
And after-drunkenness of soul
Succeeds the glories of the bowl —
An idle longing night and day
To dream my very life away.