Our birth is nothing but our death begun, As tapers waste the moment they take fire. – Edward Young
Friendships the wine of life: but friendship new… is neither strong nor pure. – Edward Young
Our birth is nothing but our death begun, As tapers waste the moment they take fire. – Edward Young
Friendships the wine of life: but friendship new… is neither strong nor pure. – Edward Young
There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired. – Edward Young