Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room; And hermits are contented with their cells.
William WordsworthThe silence that is in the starry sky, / The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
William WordsworthNuns fret not at their convent's narrow room; And hermits are contented with their cells.
William WordsworthThe silence that is in the starry sky, / The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
William Wordsworth