Stung by the splendor of a sudden thought. – Robert Browning
Where the apple reddens never pry — lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I. – Robert Browning
Stung by the splendor of a sudden thought. – Robert Browning
Where the apple reddens never pry — lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I. – Robert Browning
I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time. – Robert Browning