That reminds me of...
“Sun and Shadow and Winds of Spring”
Sun and shadow and winds of spring,
Love and laughter and hope and fame,
Cloud and storm-light over the hills,
Tears and passion and sordid shame:
All, all are but as quenchèd fire
And vanish’d smoke to him that lies
Amid the silence of the trees
Under the silence of the skies.
... la fugaz gloria de Geoffrey Bache Smith.
... Geoffrey Bache Smith's evanescent glory.
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