Gods fade; but God abides and in man’s heartSpeaks with the clear unconquerable cryOf energies and hopes that can not die.
Sonnet. On the Sacro Monte.
No seed shall perish which the soul hath sown.John Addington Symonds
She smiled, and the shadows departed;She shone, and the snows were rain;And he who was frozen-heartedBloomed up into love again.John Addington Symonds