In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward,...

In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
But westward, look, the land is bright.

Arthur Hugh Clough

Say Not the Struggle Nought Availeth, st. 4.

Arthur Hugh Clough Quotes

In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.

In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.

In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.

In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.