Berenice

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​⁠Dicebant mihi sodales, si sepulchrum amicae visitarem, curas meas aliquar tulum fore levatas.—Ebn Zaiat.

Misery is manifold. The wretchedness of earth is multiform. Overreaching the wide horizon as the rainbow, its hues are as various as the hues of that arch—as distinct too, yet as intimately blended. Overreaching the wide horizon as the rainbow! How is it that from beauty I have derived a type of