Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also call’d No-more, Too-late, Farewell

Sudden LightI have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. You have been...

I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

The worst moment for the atheist is when he is really thankful and has nobody to thank.