Quotes
Reign, and keep life in this our deep desire Our only greatness is that we aspire. Crowds of bees are giddy with clover Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet, Crowds of larks at their matins hang over, Thanking the Lord for a life so sweet. But two are walking apart forever And wave their hands for a mute farewell. A sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth. Man dwells apart, though not alone, He walks among his peers unread; The best of thoughts which he hath known For lack of listeners are not said. How short our happy days appear! How long the sorrowful! To bear, to nurse, to rear, To watch and then to lose, To see my bright ones disappear, Drawn up like morning dews.jean ingelow
|