John B. Tabb Quotes
- In every seed to breathe a flower, In every drop of dew To reverence a cloister star Within the distant blue; To wait the promise…
- Alas! dear Joy, the merriest, is dead. But I have wed Peace ; and our babe, a boy, New-born, is Joy.
- Out of the dusk a shadow, Then a spark; Out of the cloud a silence, Then a lark; Out of the heart a rapture, Then…
- Hush! With sudden gush As from a fountain sings in yonder bush The Hermit Thrush.