“Heart of my heart, we are one with the wind, One with the clouds that are whirled o'er the lea, One in many, O broken and blind, One as the waves are at one with the sea! Ay! when life seems scattered apart, Darkens, ends as a tale that is told, One, we are one, O heart of my heart, One, still one, while the world grows old.” WorldLifeHeartStillsEndsSeemsGrowsSeaWindBrokenMy HeartBlindCloudsWaveTales Book:The Golden Hynde Source: The Golden Hynde
“Enough of dreams! No longer mock The burdened hearts of men! Not on the cloud, but on the rock Build thou thy faith again; O range no more the realms of air, Stoop to the glen-bound streams; Thy hope was all too like despair: Enough, enough of dreams.” MenHeartEnoughDreamAirRocksDespairBoundsCloudsRangeRealmsStreamsMockStoops Author:Alfred Noyes
