- Thy glance -
This propitious a measure Of Time
Wilt I keep in the solitary lawn of my mind,
The fragrance wilt reign without Closing,
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Glance! To dance with life! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
In thine eyes the mirror of my futurity, In thy heart the stream of my travail. In this moment's voluminous joy The eternity gleams as thou squint- - - - upon this poor heart..... very fine sentiments of humility and love. prayer and devotion. thank u. tony