Vaguely conscious of that great suspense in which we live, we find our escape from its sterile, annihilating reality in many dreams, in religion, passion, art.
Arthur SymonsAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: british
- Born: February 28, 1865
- Died: January 22, 1945
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