Aweary.
Topics: classic
The clouds that vex the upper deep Stay not the white sail of the moon; And lips may moan, and hearts may weep, The sad old earth goes rolling on. O'er smiling vale, and sighing lake, One shadow cold is overthrown; And souls may faint, and hearts may break, The sad old earth goes rolling on.
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"The clouds that vex the upper deep..."
This evocative piece by Marietta Holley, titled "Aweary.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...