Pity wraps the student of the past in an ambrosial cloud, and washes his limbs with eternal youth.
E. M. Forster'Oh, poor, poor fellow!' said Mrs. Elliot with a remorse that was sincere, though her congratulations would not have been.
E. M. ForsterPity wraps the student of the past in an ambrosial cloud, and washes his limbs with eternal youth.
E. M. Forster'Oh, poor, poor fellow!' said Mrs. Elliot with a remorse that was sincere, though her congratulations would not have been.
E. M. Forster