A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing.
Samuel Rogers (1763 - 1855)
Source: Human Life.
Contributed by: Zaady
Fireside happiness, to hours of ease Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.
Ward has no heart, they say, but I deny it: He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.
Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves,-not dead, but gone before,- He gathers round him.
To know her was to love her.
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