And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate, still unpicked; but time, time is all I lacked to find them, as the great collectors before me.
The black crow thinketh her own birds white. - Gavin Douglas
The black crow thinketh her own birds white.
- Gavin Douglas
Remember me when I am dead and simplify me when I'm dead. - Gavin Douglas
Remember me when I am dead and simplify me when I'm dead.
If at times my eyes are lenses through which the brain explores constellations of feeling my ears yielding like swinging doors admit princes to the c… - Gavin Douglas
If at times my eyes are lenses through which the brain explores constellations of feeling my ears yielding like swinging doors admit princes to the c…
And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate… - Gavin Douglas
And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate…
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