how comely it was and how reviving,
When with clay and with death no longer striving
Down firm roads we came to houses
With women chattering and green grass thriving.
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Eyes that looked and saw with such intensity...and wrote of the witness he bore all his life. And he, too, was part of this scene, not a passerby. He was in it, and also saw it without. Amazing snapshot of these men! !
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Eyes that looked and saw with such intensity...and wrote of the witness he bore all his life. And he, too, was part of this scene, not a passerby. He was in it, and also saw it without. Amazing snapshot of these men! !