In spite of all romantic poets sing,
This gold, my dearest, is an useful thing.


'Mira to Octavia'


In spite of all romantic poets sing, This gold, my dearest, is an useful thing.

In spite of all romantic poets sing, This gold, my dearest, is an useful thing.

In spite of all romantic poets sing, This gold, my dearest, is an useful thing.

In spite of all romantic poets sing, This gold, my dearest, is an useful thing.