If, for the love of what does not endure, A man gives up that love eternally, He well deserves to suffer without end.
I was a Latin son of a great Tuscan; Guglielmo Aldobrandesco was my father; I do not know if you ever heard the name.
Who gives a thought to a bridge when they cross it? A disappointed bridge, Stephen Dedalus remarks of Kingstown Pier in Joyce’s Ulysses, but other bridges have other disappointments. Many of them, like this bridge in Frome, do not even have a proper name.