But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts. And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts — A. E. Housman Copy Share Image
Could man be drunk for ever With liquor, love, or fights, Lief should I rouse at morning And lief lie down of nights. But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts, And if they think, they… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
