Or solemn vow, or plighted word.
Yet what no mortal hand could make,
No mortal power can ever break:
What words or vows could never do,
No words or vows can make untrue;
The dearer and the more our own,
For other eyes, save thine and mine.
And see, though slender, it is made
and go into permanent camp just beyond the great river2023-12-06 09:34
“How can one discern what doesn’t exist?” asked the2023-12-06 09:28
our work we stood or sat motionless like statues; there2023-12-06 08:59
we argued and played billiards in the evenings. When he2023-12-06 08:24
and other comforts. At Caylen, the most southern island,2023-12-06 08:18
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