Full resolution (JPEG) - On this page / på denna sida - Towards the Light
<< prev. page << föreg. sida << >> nästa sida >> next page >>
Below is the raw OCR text
from the above scanned image.
Do you see an error? Proofread the page now!
Här nedan syns maskintolkade texten från faksimilbilden ovan.
Ser du något fel? Korrekturläs sidan nu!
This page has never been proofread. / Denna sida har aldrig korrekturlästs.
Towards the Light
The only being whom I loved —
Myself!
But years rolled on . . . ever the
well-known round !
Earth had no pleasure left for
me to taste.
I was so weary that life’s pageant
palled,
And duller, greyer, grew the
lengthening days.
My selfish soul was filled with
blank despair.
I grew to hate the joys that could
not still
My craving after something I had
missed,
[ 20 ]
<< prev. page << föreg. sida << >> nästa sida >> next page >>
