Clemence Housman Quotes
The last hour from midnight had lost half its quarters, and the stars went lifting up the great minutes.
The last hour from midnight had lost half its quarters, and the stars went lifting up the great minutes...
Like lightning she snatched her axe, and struck him on the neck - deep - once - twice - his life-blood gushed out, staining her feet.The stars touched midnight.
So they went running together, silent, toward the vast wastes of snow where no living thing but they two moved under the stars of night.
