'My mind is no less than the winter haze
That has made our town its abode again;
The baneful mixture of smoke, fog, and mist
Obscures the sun just as thoughts cloud the truth.
The past is smoke and future orphic fog.'
My mind is no less than the winter haze That has made our town its abode again; The baneful mixture of smoke, fog, and mist Obscures the sun just as thoughts cloud the truth.
'My mind is no less than the winter haze
That has made our town its abode again;
The baneful mixture of smoke, fog, and mist
Obscures the sun just as thoughts cloud the truth.
The past is smoke and future orphic fog.'
My mind is no less than the winter haze That has made our town its abode again; The baneful mixture of smoke, fog, and mist Obscures the sun just as thoughts cloud the truth.