Not only around our infancy
Doth heaven with all its splendors lie;
Daily, with souls that cringe and plot,
We Sinais climb and know it not.
Prelude to Pt. I, st. 2. - The Vision of Sir Launfal (1848)
Not only around our infancy
Doth heaven with all its splendors lie;
Daily, with souls that cringe and plot,
We Sinais climb and know it not.
Prelude to Pt. I, st. 2. - The Vision of Sir Launfal (1848)