The year – Robert Browning
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top. – Robert Browning
The year – Robert Browning
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top. – Robert Browning
Ah, but a mans reach should exceed his grasp,
Or whats a heaven for? – Robert Browning
It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least. – Robert Browning