Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.
Edward YoungThe future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done
Edward YoungEarly, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.
Edward YoungThe future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done
Edward Young