In Thankful Remembrance for My Dear Husbands Safe Arrival
What shall I render to Thy name Or how Thy praises speak
My thanks how shall I testify
O Lord,
Thou know'st I'm weak
What shall I render to Thy name Or how Thy praises speak
My thanks how shall I testify
O Lord,
Thou know'st I'm weak
When the loud day for men who sow and
Grows still, and on the silence of the
The unsubstantial veils of night and sleep,
The meed of the day's labour, settle down,
How dear to me the twilight hour
It breathes, it speaks of pleasures past;
When Laura sought this humble bower,
And o'er it courtly splendours cast
I feel a deep, deep sorrow,
As life nears its final page,
The hard times that come with age,
It’s enough to make a good man rage,
Your hands easyweight, teasing the beeshived in my hair, your smile at theslope of my cheek
On theoccasion, you pressabove me, glowing, spoutingreadiness, mystery rapesmy
When you have withdrawnyour self and the magic, whenonly the smell...
The northeast blows, my favorite among winds, since it promises fiery spirit and a good voyage to mariners
But go now, and greet the lovely Garonne, and the gardens of Bordeaux, where the path runs beside the steep bank, and the brook runs in...
They let the children out of school too early
I left the Christmas shopping till too late
Each day we had a holiday excursion,
Which gave us the entire week to wait in line