Send me far into Thy barren land Where the snow clouds the wild wind drives, Where monasteries like gray shrouds stand- August symbols of Unlived lives.
"Poems"
Rainer Maria Rilke
I am sorrowful with the sorrow of ages, and strong with the strength of ages yet Unlived.
"Paul Patoff"
F. Marion Crawford
It was for the romance Unlived, the hope unrealized, that it was dear.
"The Bondboy"
George W. (George Washington) Ogden