Harry by Fanny Wheeler Hart
page 27 of 88 (30%)
page 27 of 88 (30%)
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Shall I dare
Not to care For a world so bright and true? Earth and sky, Tell me why Sorrow ever comes between? Is it you, Heaven blue? Is it you, my earth so green? Is it there In the air That you neither of you touch? Is the wind So unkind When I love its kiss so much? Let it be Earth or sea, Skies or breezes as they move, Earth is sweet 'Neath my feet, Heaven sweeter yet above; And the air Ev'rywhere Is the sweetest of the three; I will take, For their sake, Anything they bring to me! |
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