
Source: No Exit and Three Other Plays
Source: No Exit and Three Other Plays
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From Poetry
“Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.”
Source: The Dead
Holidays http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/longfellow/19219 (1878).
St. 23 -24.
De Profundis (1862)
Context: p>I praise Thee while my days go on;
I love Thee while my days go on:
Through dark and dearth, through fire and frost,
With emptied arms and treasure lost,
I thank Thee while my days go on.And having in thy life-depth thrown
Being and suffering (which are one),
As a child drops his pebble small
Down some deep well, and hears it fall
Smiling — so I. THY DAYS GO ON.</p
Source: The Letters of Gustave Flaubert, 1830-1857