wideneth

Updated: May 10, 2025

He paused, being upon his feet, a man of about thirty years, richly dressed, and out of reason good to look at. In his hand was a great wine-cup, and he held it high. "I drink to those who follow after!" he cried. "I drink to those who fail pebbles cast into water whose ring still wideneth, reacheth God knows what unguessable shore where loss may yet be counted gain!

Mary Johnston - Sir Mortimer