 What forged her cruel chain of moods, What set her feet in solitudes, And held the love within her mute, What mingled madness in the blood, A life-long discord and annoy, Water of tears with oil of joy, And hid within the folded bud Perversities of flower...  The Whittier Birthday Book - Page 380by John Greenleaf Whittier - 1881 - 402 pagesFull view - About this book
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...joy, And hid within the folded bud Perversities of flower and fruit. It is not ours to separate «o The tangled skein of will and fate, To show what metes...choice and Providence Divide the circle of events ; see But He who knows our frame is just, Merciful and compassionate, 662. This " not unfeared, half-welcome... | |
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