Back-lit Foliage
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. – William Shakespeare
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. – William Shakespeare
Like as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end. – William Shakespeare