And on that cheek, and o’er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet so eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
And as it was with Byron, so it was with Dante - as this pure noble vision paced by him gracefully through the fetid slough of ancient Florence.
— Dec 05, 2020 12:44PM
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