Few things are more aggravating than to be forgiven when one has done no wrong.
Now the last red ray is gone; Now the twilight shadows hie. - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
Now the last red ray is gone; Now the twilight shadows hie.
- Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
Softly drops the crimson sun: Softly down from overhead, Drop the bell-notes, one by one, Melting in the melting red. - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
Softly drops the crimson sun: Softly down from overhead, Drop the bell-notes, one by one, Melting in the melting red.
The sobbing wind is fierce and strong; its cry is like a human wail. - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
The sobbing wind is fierce and strong; its cry is like a human wail.
Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin… - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin…
Few things are more aggravating than to be forgiven when one has done no wrong. - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
True love is not selfish. In time it accustoms itself to anything which secures happiness for its object. - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
True love is not selfish. In time it accustoms itself to anything which secures happiness for its object.
Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own, and i… - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own, and i…
Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover. - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover.
Men die but sorrow never dies. - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
Men die but sorrow never dies.
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