The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.
The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.
On that far-famed spot by Lodi
Where Napoleon clove his way
To his fame, when like a god he
Bent the nations to his sway.
My life was jarring discord from the first:
Tho' here and there brief hints of melody,
Of melody unutterable, clove the air.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories