'That was the burden,' she mused, 'laid on me in the cradle; murmured by waves; breathed by restless elm… — Virginia Woolf
'That was the burden,' she mused, 'laid on me in the cradle; murmured by waves; breathed by restless elm trees; crooned by singing women; what we must rememeber; what we would forget.'
Source: Wikiquote · CC BY-SA 4.0
