"A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold,And pavement stars—as starts to thee appearSoon in the galaxy, that milky wayWhich mightly as a circling zo...
Come let us haste, the stars grow high, But night sits monarch yet in the mid sky.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Come let us haste, the stars grow high, But night sits monarch yet in the mid sky.
