SHE lived in storm and strife, <br />Her soul had such desire <br />For what proud death may bring <br />That it could not endure <br />The common good of life, <br />But lived as 'twere a king <br />That packed his marriage day <br />With banneret and pennon, <br />Trumpet and kettledrum, <br />And the outrageous cannon, <br />To bundle time away <br />That the night come.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-the-night-come/
