But dreams--of those who dream as I, Aspiringly, are damned, and die: Yet should I swear I mean alone, By notes so very shrilly blown, To break upon Time's monotone, While yet my vapid joy and grief Are tintless of the yellow leaf-- Why not an imp the
graybeard hath, Will shake his shadow in my path-- And e'en the
graybeard will o'erlook Connivingly my dreaming-book.
He was a glutton for gore, was this little, whiskered, gray monkey, so long as it was the gore of others-- a typical fight fan was the
graybeard.
"So, fellow-pilgrims," said he, "here we are, seven wise men, and one fair damsel--who, doubtless, is as wise as any
graybeard of the company: here we are, I say, all bound on the same goodly enterprise.
'So, fellow-pilgrims,' said he, 'here we are, seven wise men, and one fair damsel- who, doubtless, is as wise as any
graybeard of the company: here we are, I say, all bound on the same goodly enterprise.