Crown the hair, and come away! Hear the calling of the moon, And the…
by Dev
The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and…
If I told him would he like it. Would he like it if I told…
The jester walked in the garden: The garden had fallen still; He bade…
My garden-plot I have not kept; Faded and all-forsaken, I weep as I…
I light this sympathetic flame, My faintest wish that answers, I…
Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the…
The morning comes to consciousness Of faint stale smells of beer From…
The more one judges, the less one loves. HONORE DE BALZAC
Whatever fortune brings, don't be afraid of doing things. HERMAN…
