midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
But after I had reached a mountain's foot, At that point where the valley terminated,Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked,and I beheld its shoulders Vested already with that planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left.
But after I had reached a mountain's foot, At that point where the valley terminated,Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked,and I beheld its shoulders Vested already with that planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left.
Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout
midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more;
damon salvatore
But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
momma salvatore
But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
elena gilbert
But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
bonnie bennet
But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
family/friend
But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout
midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
But after I had reached a mountain's foot, At that point where the valley terminated,Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked,and I beheld its shoulders Vested already with that planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left.
midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
But after I had reached a mountain's foot, At that point where the valley terminated,Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked,and I beheld its shoulders Vested already with that planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left.
midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
But after I had reached a mountain's foot, At that point where the valley terminated,Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked,and I beheld its shoulders Vested already with that planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left.
the basics
◆Full Name: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab. Jam posita verbum est majora fuerim minuta. . Dicitur nostris ultimam ero afferri conabor.
◆Pronunciation: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Real Age: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Birthday: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Birthplace: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Zodiac Sign: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Species: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Ethnicit: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Hair Color: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab. Jam posita verbum est majora fuerim minuta. . Dicitur nostris ultimam ero afferri conabor.
◆Eye Color: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Weight: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Height: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Birthmarks/scars: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Distinguishing Features: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
◆Allergies: Excitari ei extensio ab mo componat du. Cohaereant si ac conjunctam persuaderi. Detractis credendas ad praecipue ab.
personality
midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
But after I had reached a mountain's foot, At that point where the valley terminated,Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked,and I beheld its shoulders Vested already with that planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left.
midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way.
But after I had reached a mountain's foot, At that point where the valley terminated,Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked,and I beheld its shoulders Vested already with that planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart's lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left.
