• Come back, true love! Sweet youth, return!— But time goes on, and will, unheeding, Though hands will reach, and eyes will yearn, And the wild days set true hearts bleeding.

    Conrad Aiken: Come back, true love! Sweet youth, return!— 
 But time goes on, and will, unheeding, 
 Though hands will reach, and eyes will yearn, 
 And the wild days set true hearts bleeding.
    Conrad Aiken (1961). “Selected Poems”, p.273, Oxford University Press on Demand