If there is a sin against life it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.
Heavens ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright Through which the moons unclouded grandeur rolls Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.
If there is a sin against life it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.
Heavens ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright Through which the moons unclouded grandeur rolls Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.