All human things of dearest value
hang on slender strings.
Edmund Waller 1606-1687
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When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
All human things of dearest value
hang on slender strings.
Edmund Waller 1606-1687
I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray. View more posts
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