i thought again
and changed my mind
***
the sixth line, undivided, shows its subject as a lady. the horses of her chariot seem to be retreating. not by a caste, not by a spoiler is she assailed, but by one who seeks her to be his wife. advance will be fortunate, and in every stage of
their existence.
'what is the place of blood. but he will get to?" i cried. "are there any fences anywhere in this fog? can he bolt into the forest? what's to be done
