These lines were found engraved on a sundial:
The shadow of my finger cast
Divides the future from the past;
Before it stands the unborn hour
In the darkness and beyond thy power;
Behind its unreturning line
The vanished hour, no longer thine;
One hour alone is in thy hands,
The now on which the shadow stands.
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:59 PM UTC
These lines were found engraved on a sundial:
The shadow of my finger cast
Divides the future from the past;
Before it stands the unborn hour
In the darkness and beyond thy power;
Behind its unreturning line
The vanished hour, no longer thine;
One hour alone is in thy hands,
The now on which the shadow stands.
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