We are loved, tis preached us. That we knew that we were! Cold is faith's unreason Beside what feelings stir ... Read full text
n the heart, and outwards To each pleasure-stinging. Ask trees in the red dawn; Whose sap runs out singing.// beautiful poem penned
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n the heart, and outwards To each pleasure-stinging. Ask trees in the red dawn; Whose sap runs out singing.// beautiful poem penned