But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave. – William Wordsworth
Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. – William Wordsworth
But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave. – William Wordsworth
Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. – William Wordsworth
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness. – William Wordsworth
That best portion of a mans life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love. – William Wordsworth