Book:    The Gift
Viewed: 74 - Published at: 3 years ago

One night between sunset and river
On the old bridge we stood, you and I.
Will you ever forget it, I queried,
- That particular swift that went by?
And you answered, so earnestly: Never!
And what sobs made us suddenly shiver,
What a cry life emitted in flight!
Till we die, till tomorrow, for ever,
You and I on the old bridge one night.

( Vladimir Nabokov )
[ The Gift ]
www.QuoteSweet.com

TAGS :