Louis MacNeice, in The Strings are False
"The chimes chimed and I left Cornell, had more than a month left to
fill in. Marking time but not killing it. Once I had wanted to kill
time but not any more. Because I was in love and because I knew that,
if I fell out of this love or if it fell away from under me, the
vistas which it had opened would still be there and the wind which had
come up would not die down."
and the wind would not die down.