I learned this, at least, by my experiment; that if one advances…
by Dev
Just as a painter needs light in order to put the finishing touches to…
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down…
But then there comes that moment rare When, for no cause that I can……
The sedge has withered from the lake, And no birds sing. O what can ail…
But inferior poets are absolutely fascinating. The worse their rhymes…
Well, it was a curious kind of spectacle, and interesting. It was an…
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows…
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome…
And queer inspiration Of music, the nation Of bright-plumed trees And…
