I now excogitate
Man’s said progress,
And question why
One finds to bow
To held success,
When in the main
What holds endow
Be intuited excess,
Levying sad lament,
That its achievement
Be in the end
But road to loneliness!
I now excogitate
Man’s said progress,
And question why
One finds to bow
To held success,
When in the main
What holds endow
Be intuited excess,
Levying sad lament,
That its achievement
Be in the end
But road to loneliness!