Forgetting Any Other Home But This

At what o’clock to-morrow
Shall I send to thee?

At the hour of twelve.

I will not fail: ’tis twenty years till then.
I have forgot why I did call thee back.

Let me stand here till thou remember it.

I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,
Remembering how I love thy company.

And I’ll still stay, to have thee still forget,
Forgetting any other home but this.

– William Shakespeare