Read as you taste fruit or savor wine, or enjoy friendship, love or life.
Read as you taste fruit or savor wine, or enjoy friendship, love or life.
I struck the board, and cried, No more I will abroad.' What, shall I ever sigh and pine My lines and life are free free as the road, Loose as the wind, as large as store.
O all ye who pass by, behold and see;
Man stole the fruit, but I must climb the tree;
The tree of life to all, but only me:
Was ever grief like mine?
The book of books, the storehouse and magazine of life and comfort, the holy Scriptures.
Life is half spent before we know what it is.
There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could he find it.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories