Could we know how kin we are
Could we know how kin we are
With every little drooping flower
With every little distant star
And every viewless power.
Could we but be content to live
As flower below, or star above
And in our daily counsels give
Less logic and more love
With every little drooping flower
With every little distant star
And every viewless power.
Could we but be content to live
As flower below, or star above
And in our daily counsels give
Less logic and more love
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