God has not favored my undertakings. My condition is not fundamentally sound.
God has not favored my undertakings. My condition is not fundamentally sound.
“The light within her eyes, which slays
Base thoughts and stilleth troubled waters,
Is like the gold where sunlight plays
Upon the still o’ershadowed waters.
When anger is there mingled
There comes a keener gleam instead,
Like flame that burns beneath thin jade.”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: The Spear”