Robert Loveman

Robert Loveman

I humbly thank the gods benign, For all the blessings that are mine... The morning drips her dew for me, Noon spreads an opal canopy. Home-bound, the drifting cloud-crafts rest Where sunset ambers all the west; Soft o'er the poppy-fields of sleep, The drowsy winds of dreamland creep. What idle things are wealth and fame Beside the treasures one could name!More Robert Loveman quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
The Dawn is a wild, fair woman, With sunrise in her hair; Look where she stands, with pleading hands, To lure me there.More Robert Loveman quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
The morning drips her dew for me, Noon spreads an opal canopy. Home-bound, the drifting cloud-crafts rest Where sunset ambers all the west...More Robert Loveman quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
It is not raining to me,
It's raining daffodils;
In every dimpled drop I see
Wild flowers on distant hills.More Robert Loveman quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
It is not raining to me,
It's raining daffodils;
In every dimpled drop I see
Wild flowers on distant hills.More Robert Loveman quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]

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