“Bubble, bubble, flows the streamLike an old tune through a dream.”Help us translate this quoteMaurice Thompson In Haunts of Bass and Bream.
“When Spring is old, and dewy windsBlow from the south, with odors sweet,I see my love, in shadowy groves,Speed down dark aisles on shining feet.”Help us translate this quoteMaurice Thompson Atalanta’s Race.
“She throws a kiss, and bids me runIn whispers sweet as roses’ breath;I know I can not win the race,And at the end, I know, is death.”Help us translate this quoteMaurice Thompson Atalanta’s Race.