Lithe and long as the serpent train,Springing and clinging from tree to tree,Now darting upward, now down again,With a twist and a twirl that are strange to see.
Lithe and long as the serpent train,Springing and clinging from tree to tree,Now darting upward, now down again,With a twist and a twirl that are strange to see.
To make punishments efficacious, two things are necessary. They must never be disproportioned to the offence, and they must be certain.
Love is but another name for that inscrutable presence by which the soul is connected with humanity.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories