O, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
(Lord Byron)
T'was lovely whiling away the hours here again... but RL is calling...
until another bewitching hour... or the next holiday period! ;P
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