Golden Rod, by Richard Watson Gilder
An Autumn Meditation Grows a weed
More richly here beside our mellow seas
That is the Autumn's...
An Autumn Meditation Grows a weed
More richly here beside our mellow seas
That is the Autumn's...
Each moment holy is, for out from God
Each moment flashes forth a human soul.
Holy each moment...
Wherever are tears and sighs,
Wherever are children's eyes,
Where man calls man his brother, ...
O WHITE and midnight sky, O starry bath,
Wash me in thy pure, heavenly, crystal flood;
Cle...
An Autumn Meditation For autumn days
To me not melancholy are, but full
Of joy and hope, mys...