Gone are the days...

Gone are the days of such wondrous subtlety.. Sigh!!

"BE in me as the eternal moods 
Of the bleak wind, and not 
As transient things are 
Gaiety of flowers. 
Have me in the strong loneliness 
Of sunless cliffs 
And of gray waters. 
Let the gods speak softly of us 
In days hereafter,
The shadowy flowers of Orcus
Remember thee.