What would you attempt to do if you knew you would not fail?
What would you attempt to do if you knew you would not fail?
Morning I went out on an April morning All alone, for my heart was high, I was a child of…
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
Home-thoughts, from the Sea Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking…