Know’st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom,
Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket’s gloom,
Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows,
And the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose?
The explanation requiring the fewest assumptions is the most likely to be correct.
317 is a prime, not because we think so, or because our minds are shaped in one way rather than…
ElegiesHe probably held too tightly(In the palm of his hand,Looking out on the sea)To the sand the windWas taking, grain…