Poems ✍️
  21.11.2025
  15

Author: Ezra Pound

Horae Beatae Inscripto

How will this beauty, when I am far hence,
Sweep back upon me and engulf my mind!

How will these hours, when we twain are gray,
Turned in their sapphire tide, come flooding o'er us!


  beauty memory longing

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