Maxioms by Joaquin Miller
'Tis midnight now. The bend and broken moon, batter'd and black, as from a thousand battles, hangs silent on the read more
'Tis midnight now. The bend and broken moon, batter'd and black, as from a thousand battles, hangs silent on the purple walls of Heaven.
That man who lives for self alone, Lives for the meanest mortal known.
That man who lives for self alone, Lives for the meanest mortal known.