The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,The plowman homeward plods his weary way,And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
― estela, Monday, 20 April 2015 04:32 (nine years ago) link
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― drash, Monday, 20 April 2015 05:00 (nine years ago) link