Walt Whitman - Leaves of Gra** (Good-Bye My Fancy ) lyrics
Good-bye my fancy—(I had a word to say, But 'tis not quite the time—The best of any man's word or say, Is when its proper place arrives—and for its meaning, I keep mine till the last.)
Good-bye my fancy—(I had a word to say, But 'tis not quite the time—The best of any man's word or say, Is when its proper place arrives—and for its meaning, I keep mine till the last.)