To whom shall we compare them. Yea, rubies cannot be their prices! Nor gold, nor silver For their price passes the value of the earth. She is sought for but freely given to the souls of the thirsty. Let not the heart deceive, for when sorrow looms in the depression of tears and pains; when the cringe of space exerts upon the fleshy bones of the infants In the pangs of hunger and thirst; there the lullaby of her voice urges the dim faces to sweet sleep...click the heading or image to continue reading
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