Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade Of that which once was great is passed away.
William WordsworthGive all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-caluculated less or more.
William WordsworthMen are we, and must grieve when even the shade Of that which once was great is passed away.
William WordsworthGive all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-caluculated less or more.
William Wordsworth