I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God. – Robert Browning
A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with. – Robert Browning
I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God. – Robert Browning
A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with. – Robert Browning
Thats the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture! – Robert Browning