Leisure Anonymous June 04, 2018 Leisure What is this life if, full of care We have no time to stand and stare? No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows: No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stare, like skies at night: No time to turn at beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance: No time to wait till her month can Enrich that smile, her eyes began? A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare
