Where the apple reddens never pry — lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I. – Robert Browning
Ah, but a mans reach should exceed his grasp,
Or whats a heaven for? – Robert Browning
Where the apple reddens never pry — lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I. – Robert Browning
Ah, but a mans reach should exceed his grasp,
Or whats a heaven for? – Robert Browning
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. – Robert Browning