As she left the cold arena Angel had to laugh, Beaten by that of a wisp girl and her subliming cunning craft.– Jove lay silent in his orbit; brooding, deep, dreamless forweep, And faithful dog Sirius rising tracked behind on dusk’s purpling adeep. Scratched he his chin; counted the cold and early evening stars, He had miles to go that night, they being so very far. Only the music of the wint’ring span, Vanished he away in the shimmering land. . .Douglas M Laurent
About This Quote
This quote is based on the words of Pablo Neruda, who wrote about his love for a woman named Mariana. He was inspired by her to write the poem above, which is about her beauty and his disappointment in her. The wisp girl, however, is one that he meets later in life and has feelings for. This is based on the idea that even though you may feel like you are alone, you are not alone at all. We are never completely alone in this world.
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