And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate, still unpicked; but time, time is all I lacked to find them, as the great collectors before… — Gavin Douglas Copy Share Image
If at times my eyes are lenses through which the brain explores constellations of feeling my ears yielding like swinging doors admit princes to… — Gavin Douglas Copy Share Image
And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate, still… — Gavin Douglas Copy Share Image
