Divine Awe
Parent Issue
Day
29
Month
July
Year
1898
Copyright
Public Domain
OCR Text
To tremble when I touch her hands With awe that, no man uuderstanda, To feel soft ïevereuce arise When, lover swtset, I meet her eyes; To see her beauty grow and shine Wheo most I foei this awe divine - Whate'er befall me this is mine, And where about the room she movos My spirit follows her and loves.
Article
Subjects
Ann Arbor Argus
Old News