Explore "Look! We Have Come Through!" by D.H. Lawrence on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
THE house is silent, it is late at night, I am alone. From the balcony I can hear the Isar moan, Can see the white Rift of the river eerily, between the pines, under a sky of stone.
Some fireflies drift through the middle air Tinily. I wonder where Ends this darkness that annihilates me.