I do not daydream half so often,
or pine or plot or petition.
In place of fancies fleeting,
now, again and again,
I turn to find you.
And you have stayed my pen.
I do not daydream half so often,
or pine or plot or petition.
In place of fancies fleeting,
now, again and again,
I turn to find you.
And you have stayed my pen.