 | Tiresias |  |
“When preening downy breasts the waterfowl
Quiver, ere spreading timorous wings to rise
From water freshened with the breath of morn,
And span the dazzled distance into space;
So freshly wing our lives Tiresias,
So bright with promise are the days to come.”
Quiver, ere spreading timorous wings to rise
From water freshened with the breath of morn,
And span the dazzled distance into space;
So freshly wing our lives Tiresias,
So bright with promise are the days to come.”
| Tiresias | |