William C. Bryant
29 hitsThe moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.
William C. Bryant
29 hitsThe moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.
Hal_Borland
16 hitsSummer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it othe...
Diane_Frolov_and_Andrew_Schneider
83 hits
Ever since we crawled out of that primordial slime, th...
Georges_Simenon
26 hitsIt was night and I could see a large and calm lake, reflecti...
Parmedides
26 hitsAnd since all things have been named light and night and thi...