I never found them again -- the things so quickly lost.... <br />the poetic eyes, the pale <br />face.... in the dusk of the street.... <br /> <br />I never found them again -- the things acquired quite by chance, <br />that I gave up so lightly; <br />and that later in agony I wanted. <br />The poetic eyes, the pale face, <br />those lips, I never found again.<br /><br />Constantine P. Cavafy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/days-of-1903/
