Ah!—With what thankless heart I mourn and sing! Look, where our children start, Like sudden Spring! With tongues all sweet and low, Like a pleasant rhyme, They tell how much I owe To thee and Time!
Bryan Waller Procter
Where these words come from
- 95% sureThese words were traced back to where they first appeared. That source is listed below.
- THE POET'S SONG TO HIS WIFE. https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/2620/pg2620-images.html
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