The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.
For me the motley and the bauble, yea, Though all be vanity, as the Preacher saith, The mirth of love be mine for one brief breath! - Frederic Lawrence Knowles
For me the motley and the bauble, yea, Though all be vanity, as the Preacher saith, The mirth of love be mine for one brief breath!
- Frederic Lawrence Knowles
The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand. - Frederic Lawrence Knowles
I find no foeman in the road but fear; to doubt is failure and to dare success. - Frederic Lawrence Knowles
I find no foeman in the road but fear; to doubt is failure and to dare success.
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