“Excerpt from the book…” To B. O’G. Horace calls no more to me, Homer in the dust-heap lies: I have found my Odyssey In the lightness of her glee, In the laughter of her eyes. (more…)
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“Excerpt from the book…” To B. O’G. Horace calls no more to me, Homer in the dust-heap lies: I have found my Odyssey In the lightness of her glee, In the laughter of her eyes. (more…)
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