Revisiting some 19th and 20th Century poems that call us to a place of introspection and tranquility. “I know no birth, I know no death that chills; I fear no fate nor fashion, cause nor creed, I shall outdream the slumber of the hills, I am the bud, the flower, I the seed: For I […]
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