lower the proud
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud;
Turn thy wild wheel thro’ sunshine, storm, and cloud;
Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate.Idylls of the King: Song from The Marriage of Geraint, Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Four selections today:
- when there is no you from Wiolka Kowalska
- untitled (handpainted eggs) from gallery(bea)
- Viva Voce from Jason Kravitz Photography
- The World Is The Frame/Svet je ramecek from Lud@’s fotoblog
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