"Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night." A little doodle by Charlie-Bowater for one the most beautiful lines from any poem, The Old Astronomer by Sarah Williams.
Tick tock goes the clock And what now shall we play ? Tick tock goes the clock Now summer’s gone away ? Tick tock goes the clock And what then shall we see ? Tick tock until the day That thou shalt marry me