Not many sounds in life, and I include all urban and all rural sounds, exceed in interest a knock at the door.
Charles LambAnd the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Charles LambNot many sounds in life, and I include all urban and all rural sounds, exceed in interest a knock at the door.
Charles LambAnd the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Charles Lamb