This is the truth as I see it, my dear,
More quotes by Madison Cawein
There are haunters of the silence, ghosts that hold the heart and brain.
Some shall reap that never sow;
And some shall toil and not attain.
Old homes! old hearts! Upon my soul forever
Their peace and gladness lie like tears and laughter.
What magic shall solve us the secret
Of beauty that’s born for an hour?
At daybreak Morn shall come to me
In raiment of the white winds spun.
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