City, no distant land, no bitter waste, Who knew from soil come road and concrete, The sketch of a flaw…
His Universe
Unsound is still and hearth benign, Which instead becomes strange depart, His earnest thought comes modest known, And the saints…
Lonely Fighter
And he shall find no peace in him; in envy of life and the world was he who could only…
A man’s life
He enjoyed the ignorance once known, and to have known nothing gave him the happiness to be ignorant more. Make…
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