Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 24, 2025
I prayed as if my spirit did belong To some old master who was wise and strong, Because he lov'd and suffered, and was weak. "I trill'd the notes, and curb'd them to a sigh, And when they falter'd most, I made them leap Fierce from my bow, as from a summer sleep A young she-devil. I was fired thereby To bolder efforts and a muffled cry Came from the strings as if a saint did weep.
From others of the studious band, Ere long he singled me; But only by more close demand, And sterner urgency. The task he from another took, From me he did reject; He would no slight omission brook, And suffer no defect. If my companions went astray, He scarce their wanderings blam'd; If I but falter'd in the way, His anger fiercely flam'd.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking