If you will Mother me
Till I grow old,
I will hang in your chapel
A ship of pure gold.
COURTESY
Of Courtesy, it is much less
Than Courage of Heart or Holiness,
Yet in my Walks it seems to me
If you will Mother me
Till I grow old,
I will hang in your chapel
A ship of pure gold.
Of Courtesy, it is much less
Than Courage of Heart or Holiness,
Yet in my Walks it seems to me