Been Gone Too Long

I haven't forgotten about this blog. I have just been up to my eyeballs with life of late. Things haven't slowed down, so I'll just leave you with the following little snippet from Mrs. P. I stumbled upon a first edition of 'Death and Taxes' the last time I was in The Strand and I haven't been able to stop reading it.

Lady, lady, never start
Conversation toward your heart;
Keep your pretty words serene;
Never murmur what you mean.
Show yourself, by word and look,
Swift and shallow as a brook.
Be as cool and quick to go
As a drop of April snow;
Be as delicate and gay
As a cherry flower in May.
Lady, lady, never speak
Of the tears that burn your cheek-
She will never win him, whose
Words had shown she feared to lose.
Be you wise and never sad,
You will get your lovely lad.
Never serious be, nor true,
And your wish will come to you-
And if that makes you happy, kid,
You'll be the first it ever did.