With aching hands and bleeding feet
We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;
We bear the burden and the heat
Of the long day, and wish 'twere done.
Not till the hours of light return,
All we have built do we discern.
Matthew Arnold
20 November, 2009
Toil
2 comments:
A great shot and fine words :-)
Beautiful shot. It goes really well with the words.
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