On Snow ~James Parton From Heaven I fall, though from earth I begin. No lady alive can show such a skin. Im bright as an angel, and light as a feather, But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me together. Though candor and truth in my aspect I bear, Yet many poor creatures I help to ensnare. Though so much of Heaven appears in my make, The foulest impressions I easily take. My parent and I produce one another, The mother the daughter, the daughter the mother.
Posted on: Mon, 02 Dec 2013 02:47:17 +0000
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