A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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Our life hath many a wintry scene,

Deciduous are our sweetest joys;

And blossoms that have loveliest been,

Some withering demon oft destroys.

But there are germs that inly lie,

Waiting the touch of some kind hand,

Germs that destruction’s power defy,

And soon in bloom of hope expand.

W. J. Brock.

Lo, the arid desert