Book XXXIV: Sands at Seventy - Twilight
The soft voluptuous opiate shades,
The sun just gone, the eager light dispell'd—(I too will soon be
gone, dispell'd,)
A haze—nirvana—rest and night—oblivion.
The soft voluptuous opiate shades,
The sun just gone, the eager light dispell'd—(I too will soon be
gone, dispell'd,)
A haze—nirvana—rest and night—oblivion.