Count each affliction, whether light or grave, God's messenger sent down to thee.
Count each affliction, whether light or grave, God's messenger sent down to thee. - Aubrey Thomas De Vere
- Aubrey Thomas De Vere
In holy music's golden speech Remotest notes to notes respond: Each octave is a world; yet each Vibrates to worlds beyond its own. - Aubrey Thomas De Vere
In holy music's golden speech Remotest notes to notes respond: Each octave is a world; yet each Vibrates to worlds beyond its own.
The warrior for the True, the Right, Fights in Love's name; The love that lures thee from that fight Lures thee to shame: That love which lifts t… - Aubrey Thomas De Vere
The warrior for the True, the Right, Fights in Love's name; The love that lures thee from that fight Lures thee to shame: That love which lifts t…
Prejudice, which sees what it pleases, cannot see what is plain. - Aubrey Thomas De Vere
Prejudice, which sees what it pleases, cannot see what is plain.
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