Quote#World
We hear the wail of the remorseful winds
Quote byAlexander Smith · 1829–1867
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Unrest and Childhood..
English (original)
We hear the wail of the remorseful winds In their strange penance. And this wretched orb Knows not the taste of rest; a maniac world, Homeless and sobbing through the deep she goes.
— Alexander Smith
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