There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse. – Sappho
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse. – Sappho
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse. – Sappho
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse. – Sappho
Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while. – W.B. Yeats
Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while. – W.B. Yeats