এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা হয়েছে, কিন্তু বৈধকরণ করা হয়নি।
I thought that my voyage was at its end at the last limit of my power, ― that the path before me was closed, provisions were all exhausted and the time had come for me to take shelter in a silent obscenity.
But I find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old wounds die out on the lounge new melodies break forth from the heart and where the old tracks are all lost new country is revealed with its wonders.
