I stood still, a prey to a thousand thoughts, stifled in the robe of the evening.


The Inferno (1917) - Ch. XVI


I stood still, a prey to a thousand thoughts, stifled in the robe of the evening.

I stood still, a prey to a thousand thoughts, stifled in the robe of the evening.

I stood still, a prey to a thousand thoughts, stifled in the robe of the evening.

I stood still, a prey to a thousand thoughts, stifled in the robe of the evening.