Posts by Amy Carroll Bennett
Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer,
Though the herd
Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile, that no clou...
Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile, that no clou...