On these green banks, where falls too soon
The shade of Autumn's afternoon,
The south wind blowing soft and sweet,
The water gliding at nay feet,
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The following lines are probably the most gracious, kindest, tender lines I have ever read. My stoney heart just literally melted at the love shining through these words- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ]
The day is done. Its afterglow
Along the west is burning low.
My visitors, like birds, have flown;
I hear their voices, fainter grown,
And dimly through the dusk I see
Their 'kerchiefs wave good-night to me, -
Light hearts of girlhood, knowing nought
Of all the cheer their coming brought;
And, in their going, unaware
Of silent-following feet of prayer
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The following lines are probably the most gracious, kindest, tender lines I have ever read. My stoney heart just literally melted at the love shining through these words- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ] The day is done. Its afterglow Along the west is burning low. My visitors, like birds, have flown; I hear their voices, fainter grown, And dimly through the dusk I see Their 'kerchiefs wave good-night to me, - Light hearts of girlhood, knowing nought Of all the cheer their coming brought; And, in their going, unaware Of silent-following feet of prayer