I wish, as well as everybody else, to be perfectly happy; but, like everybody else, it must be in my own way.
“Here let thy clemency, Persephone, hold firm, Do thou, Pluto, bring here no greater harshness. So many thousand beauties are gone down to Avernus Ye might let one remain above with us.”
Ezra Pound | “Prayer for His Lady’s Life”
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