For everything that’s lovely is
But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.
— W. B. Yeats (@DailyYeats)
February 8, 2016
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE