and a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour. ~William Blake
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And November goes
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
With night coming early
And dawn coming late
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.
~Elizabeth Coatsworth
Art: Lore Pemberton
And November goes
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
With night coming early
And dawn coming late
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.
~Elizabeth Coatsworth
Art: Lore Pemberton
Which he then deleted after.
Which he then deleted after.