It's like the Light
It's like the light,—
A fashionless delight
It's like the bee,—
A dateless melody.
It's like the woods,
Private like breeze,
Phraseless, yet it stirs
The proudest trees.
It's like the morning,—
Best when it's done,—
The everlasting clocks
A fashionless delight
It's like the bee,—
A dateless melody.
It's like the woods,
Private like breeze,
Phraseless, yet it stirs
The proudest trees.
It's like the morning,—
Best when it's done,—
The everlasting clocks
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