Heartsease; Or, The Brother's Wife






PART III

     Heartsease In thy heart shall spring
      If content abiding,
     Where, beneath that leafless tree,
      Life’s still stream is gliding.
     But, transplanted thence, it fades,
      For it bloometh only
     Neath the shadow of the Cross,
      In a valley lonely.

     —J. E. L.

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