Waves are the sea's white daughters, And raindrops the children of rain, But why for my shimmering body Have I a mother like Pain? Night is the mother of stars, And wind the mother of foam— The world is brimming with beauty, But I must stay at home.
Related Keywords: Pain Children Stars Night World Wind Body
Related Authors: William Shakespeare Dr. Seuss Oscar Wilde Friedrich Nietzsche C. S. Lewis Edgar Allan Poe Henry David Thoreau
