THINE—ONLY THINE.
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BY MRS. CATHARINE H. W. ESLING.
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Thine—only thine,
The bland winds whisper it at every breath,
And thou art mine—
Mine thro’ all changes—mine alone till death.
Years will pass by,
———
BY MRS. CATHARINE H. W. ESLING.
———
Thine—only thine,
The bland winds whisper it at every breath,
And thou art mine—
Mine thro’ all changes—mine alone till death.
Years will pass by,