Tender Is the Night…
“Already with thee! tender is the night. … But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.”
Lidia Mikhaylova
“Already with thee! tender is the night. … But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.”