...communication was taken away, her friendships still remained, not only undiminished, but more pure. ' God gives us love. Something to love He lends us ;...which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.' In her spirit, love had grown to ripeness. It was the power of loving, and the exercise of it, which...

...communication was taken away, her friendships still remained, not only undiminished, but more pure. ' God gives us love. Something to love He lends us ; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on Tvhich it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.' In her spirit, love had grown to ripeness. It...

...whose laps our limbs are nursed, Fall into shadow, soonest lost: Those we love first are taken first. God gives us love. Something to love He lends us ; but, when love is grown v. This is the curse of time. Alas ! In grief I am not all unlearn'd ; Once thro' mine own doors Death...

...that those we lean on most, Those in whose laps our limbs are nursed, Fall into shadow, soonest lost: IV. God gives us love. Something to love He lends...which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone. v. This is the curse of time. Alas ! In grief I am not all unlearned; Once through mine own doors Death...

...come back to me." " О for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still !" " God gives us love ! Something to love He lends us...which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone. " This is the curee of time. Alas ! In grief we are not all unlearned; Once, throngh our own doors...

...come back to me." -" O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still !" " God gives us love! Something to love He lends us ;...is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls of, and love is left alone. " This is the curse of time. Alas ! In grief we are not all unlearned ;...

...in their quiet graves, and never, probably, shall I learn the secret. God gives us love. Somethinp to love He lends us ; but when love is grown To ripeness,...which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone. With me, these words of Tennyson were not true. The dream was but a dream. More lonely now than ever....

...graves, and never, probably, shall I learn the secret. God gives us love. Something to lovo Ho lends ua ; but when love Is grown To ripeness, that on which It throve Falls off, and love to left alone. With me, these words of Tennyson were not true. The dream was but a dream. More lonely...

...those we lean on most, Those in whose laps our limbs are nursed, Fall into shadow, soonest lost : rv. God gives us love. Something to love He lends us ;...which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone. •V. This is the curse of time. Alas ! In grief I am not all unlearned ; Once through mine own doors...

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