How long the hours,-the weary hours of hope and fear,-of expectation and distress,-while the faltering spirit, as if tired of earth, was but fluttering awhile along the shore of Time before taking its Returnless flight over the dark and silent river to another land!
"Winning His Way"
Charles Carleton Coffin
Pass on, Returnless year!
"Pulpit and Press"
Mary Baker Eddy
The world was mad, The populace and peerage both alike Birds-Eyeless, Shagless, and Returnless, too- Oh!
"Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce"
E. R. Billings