Faceless

I have been laughing, I have been carousing,  Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies,  All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I loved a love once, fairest among women;  Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.  How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me;  all are departed; All, all are gone, the…