Eternity' is there, We say, as of a station. Meanwhile, he is so near, He joins me in my Ramble? Divides abode with me? No Friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.
Poesie: nouva versioe dal testo critico e saggion (ed. 1959)
Eternity' is there, We say, as of a station. Meanwhile, he is so near, He joins me in my Ramble? Divides abode with me? No Friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.
Poesie: nouva versioe dal testo critico e saggion (ed. 1959)