"He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust.He danced along the dingy days,And this bequest of wingsWas but a book. What libertyA loosened spirit brings!"
"He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust.He danced along the dingy days,And this bequest of wingsWas but a book. What libertyA loosened spirit brings!"
"I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality."
"Success is counted sweetest by those ne'er succeed."
"I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality."
"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all."