“The gold-barr'd butterflies to and from And over the waterside wander'd and wove As heedless and idle as clouds that rove And drift by the peaks of perpetual snow.” GoldCloudsSnowWanderButterflyPerpetualIdle Book:Songs of the Sun-lands Source: Songs of the Sun-lands
“UNDER THE STORM AND THE CLOUD TODAY, AND TODAY THE HARD PERIL AND PAIN - TOMORROW THE STONE WILL BE ROLLED AWAY, FOR THE SUNSHINE SHALL FOLLOW THE RAIN” HardTodayPainTomorrowRainStonesCloudsStormSunshinePeril Author:Joaquin Miller
