Into the west (last day in Kiev)

Singing: "Lady, lady, will you come away with Me?
Was never man lived longer for the hoarding of his breath;
Here be dragons to be slain, here be rich rewards to gain . . .
If we perish in the seeking, . . . why, how small a thing is death!"


Holly said...

Oh, I love it. I'm going to read the full "song" (yes?) now.

(where are you getting all these if not from [reading] books?)

Noël De Vries said...

Random sites on the internet... far less glamorous than jewels plucked for myself from a page thick with words, but still, jewels.