Cut if you will, with Sleep’s dull knife,
Each day to half its length, my friend,–
The years that Time take off my life,
He’ll take from off the other end!
Cut if you will, with Sleep’s dull knife,
Each day to half its length, my friend,–
The years that Time take off my life,
He’ll take from off the other end!
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i dont understand what this poem means ? Help please !
its wonderful!