Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid marsh.
Sielanka: A Forest Picture, and Other Stories (ed. 1898)
Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid marsh.
Sielanka: A Forest Picture, and Other Stories (ed. 1898)