The way it used to feel when the phone rang when I was 16

Submitted by scotese on Fri, 2006-10-06 14:15

That time is past,
And all its aching joys are now no more,
And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this
Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur, other gifts
Have followed; for such loss, I would believe,
Abundant recompence.

William Wordsworth

Tintern Abbey

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