"Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,Who countest the steps of the Sun:Seeking after that sweet golden climeWhere the traveller's journey is done. Where the Y...
For I dance And drink and sing,Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing.If thought is lifeAnd strength and breathAnd the wantOf thought is deathThen am IA happy flyIf I liveOr if I die
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
For I dance And drink and sing,Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing.If thought is lifeAnd streng...
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