Paul Verlaine Quotes
Of its persistent, artless strain: Naught so can soothe a soul's own pain, As making glad another soul!
Of its persistent, artless strain: Naught so can soothe a soul's own pain, As making glad another soul! (Paul Verlaine)
Of its persistent, artless strain: Naught so can soothe a soul's own pain, As making glad another soul!