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Quotes by Margaret E. Sangster
Morning. At Christmas-tide the open hand Scatters its bounty o'er sea and land, And none are left to grieve alone, For Love is heaven and claims its own.— filed under Christmas
All day in the green, sunny orchard, When May was a marvel of bloom, I followed the busy bee-lovers Down paths that were sweet with perfume.— filed under Flowers-Apple Blossoms
So bright in death I used to say, So beautiful through frost and cold ! A lovelier thing I know to-day, The leaf is growing old, And wears in grace of duty done, The gold and scarlet of the sun.— filed under Treason