Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Day Three Hundred Thirty Three 2012
"Yea, I have looked, and seen November there;
The changeless seal of change it seemed to be,
Fair death of things that, living once, were fair;
Bright sign of loneliness too great for me,
Strange image of the dread eternity,
In whose void patience how can these have part,
These outstretched feverish hands, this restless heart?"
~William Morris, November
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3 comments:
Sums up November!
Absolutely! I'm already counting down the days until Spring.
Me too!!
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