...Peradventure...
(Author unknown). Who would believe, that under summer skies, A month ago, when summer kissed the land, We read sweet stories in each other’s eyes, And laughed, and loved, and would not undersiand That Time, who. changes all things as he flies, Bids us change too, in order to be wise, Who would believe? Well, being wise, we part without regret, Frank. with ourselves, and fickle with our times, But though we part, we need not quite forget, In winter prose, the rig of summer rhymes; We may remember that, at least, and yetBe not wnwise. How can one tell, which way one’s heart will yearn, Back to the old or forward to the new? When one is young, one has so much to learn, And time is long and all the tales seem true. And peradventure, we may yet return To warm our hands where once we feared to burn, How can one tell?
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Radio Record, Volume III, Issue 30, 7 February 1930, Page 30
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156...Peradventure... Radio Record, Volume III, Issue 30, 7 February 1930, Page 30
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