The hills of manhood wear a noble face
When seen from far;
The mist of light from which they take their grace
Hides what they are.


Carpe Diem.


The hills of manhood wear a noble face When seen from far; The mist of light from which they take their grace Hides what they are.

The hills of manhood wear a noble face When seen from far; The mist of light from which they take their grace Hides what they are.

The hills of manhood wear a noble face When seen from far; The mist of light from which they take their grace Hides what they are.

The hills of manhood wear a noble face When seen from far; The mist of light from which they take their grace Hides what they are.