Eliot, Samuel, 1821-1898 · Boston : [J. Wilson & Son, University Press] · leaf 345
His hands had been placed on my head, That His arms had been thrown around me,And that 1 might have seen His kind look when He said, Let the little ones come unto me. But still to His footstool in prayer I may go. And ask for a share in His love ;And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, I shall see… … Children, thank (iod tor these great trees,That tan the huid with every breeze ;Whose drooping branches form cool bowers.\Vniere you can spend the summer hours, —For these thank God. For fragrant sweets of blossoms bright,Whose beauty gives }Ou such delight;For the soft grass beneath your feet.For…
Children's poetry
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