somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
somewhere in sands of the ...
Quotes from the same author
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.
Think as a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
No man has ever lived that had enough of children's gratitude or woman's love.
Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother's womb a fanatic heart.
I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.
