Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. – 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
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. – 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
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay. – Robert Browning