Two turtle doves will show thee
Where my cold ashes lie
And sadly murmuring tell thee
How in tears I did die
“I have liv’d long enough for others, like the Dog in the Wheel, and it is now the Season to begin for myself: I cannot change that Thing call’d Time, but I can alter its Posture and, as Boys do turn a looking-glass against the Sunne, so I will dazzle you all.”
Peter Ackroyd | Hawksmoor