"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
Absolutely lovely. You can see this is several different ways. There is a beautiful poem written by a chap called (I think) Tom Scott. He wrote it when he knew that he was dying. The first line is "In this time I would ask three things as the solitudes round me close" Do look it up when you have a minute.
Hello Pat, I've tried several ways to come to the poem mentioned (google, poem hunter etc.) but unfortunately can't find it.
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