Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess, The might - the majesty of Loveliness.
Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess, The might - the majesty of Loveliness.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories