Conrad Aiken Quotes

One of us sings in the street, and we listen to him;The words ring over us like vague bells of sorrow.He sings of a house he lived in long ago.It is strange; this house of dust was the house I lived in;The house you lived in, the house that all of us know.
Conrad Aiken
Conrad Aiken

Quotes to Explore

This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to our policies regarding the use of cookies.