Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.

Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun

Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun

Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.

I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away.

I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.