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“LXVII
INDOORS the fire is kindled;
Beechwood is piled on the hearthstone;
Cold are the chattering oak-leaves;
And the ponds frost-bitten.
Softer than rainfall at twilight,
Bringing the fields benediction
And the hills quiet and greyness,
Are my long thoughts of thee.
How should thy friend fear the seasons?
They only perish of winter
Whom Love, audacious and tender,
Never hath visited.”
― One Hundred Lyrics
INDOORS the fire is kindled;
Beechwood is piled on the hearthstone;
Cold are the chattering oak-leaves;
And the ponds frost-bitten.
Softer than rainfall at twilight,
Bringing the fields benediction
And the hills quiet and greyness,
Are my long thoughts of thee.
How should thy friend fear the seasons?
They only perish of winter
Whom Love, audacious and tender,
Never hath visited.”
― One Hundred Lyrics
“Gaia, richly crowned, adorns herself in many hues.”
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“As sometimes at sunset the rosyfingered moon surpasses all the stars. And her light stretches over salt sea equally and flowerdeep fields.”
― If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho
― If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho
“Some call ships, infantry or horsemen
The greatest beauty earth can offer;
I say it is whatever a person
Most lusts after.”
― Come Close
The greatest beauty earth can offer;
I say it is whatever a person
Most lusts after.”
― Come Close
“for when I look at you, even for a moment, no speaking is left in me”
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