BOOK I.
Reading edition
“Youth pastures in a valley of its own: The glare of noon—the rains and winds of heaven Mar not the calm yet virgin of all care. But ever with sweet joys it buildeth up The airy halls of life.” SOPH. Trachim. 144-147.
Reading edition
“Youth pastures in a valley of its own: The glare of noon—the rains and winds of heaven Mar not the calm yet virgin of all care. But ever with sweet joys it buildeth up The airy halls of life.” SOPH. Trachim. 144-147.