And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?

And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?

Those spacious regions where our fancies roam,
Pain'd by the past, expecting ills to come,
In some read more

Those spacious regions where our fancies roam,
Pain'd by the past, expecting ills to come,
In some dread moment. by the fates assign'd,
Shall pass away, nor leave a rack behind;
And Time's revolving wheels shall lose at last
The speed that spins the future and the past:
And, sovereign of an undisputed throne,
Awful eternity shall reign alone.

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can read more

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and
that is eternity.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and
that is eternity.

I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, read more

I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it.

Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal Now does always last.

Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal Now does always last.

The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame
Over his living head like Heaven is bent,
An early but read more

The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame
Over his living head like Heaven is bent,
An early but enduring monument,
Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song
In sorrow.

Every action in our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.

Every action in our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.

I have just got a new theory of eternity.

I have just got a new theory of eternity.