The morning comes to consciousness Of faint stale smells of beer From the…
by Dev
Gliding o'er all, through all, Through Nature, Time, and Space, As a ship…
The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but…
There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars; And the…
There was the Door to which I found no Key; There was the Veil through…
There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark,…
It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these…
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow…
