Happiness Illusive

Happiness Illusive

A tale o the Middle Ages relates how fair Astrid wandered in the splendid garden seeking flowers for the wreath she was entwining, but always when the last one had just been woven into the garland, it would drop apart in her hands, and she had to begin again her sad endeavour, ever renewed, and ever in vain...an allegory of the endless search for happiness. 

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