After all it is hard to master both life and work equally well. So if you are bound to fake one of them it had better be life.
I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.
Now a soft kiss - Aye by that kiss I vow an endless bliss.
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...