But mousie thou art blessed compared wi me, The present barely toucheth thee; But och! I backward cast my e'e, On prospects drear. An forward though I canna see, I guess and fear.
Le Bouleversement
But mousie thou art blessed compared wi me, The present barely toucheth thee; But och! I backward cast my e'e, On prospects drear. An forward though I canna see, I guess and fear.