“ Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain. ”
The distant soul can shake the distant friend's soul and make the longing felt, over untold miles.
~ John Masefield
Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain,And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again.
I have seen flowers come in stony placesAnd kind things done by men with ugly faces,And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races,So I trust, too.
Christmas ought to be brought up to date,” Maria said. “It ought to have gangsters, and aeroplanes and a lot of automatic pistols.
