Down The Stream

Love ! It began with a glance, LrLS (wit Vhc itrowing of flowers, Smiled in adreauiftil trance, Kucked not the passage of hours; Out passion's Hooci rose over, „,.i,lo"iuK for her and me, lili the brook becamc a river, And the river became a sea. Grief! It began with a word, Grow with the winds tlmtravedA prayer for pardon unheard, l'anion In turn unoraved; i ne örldge bo easy to sever The Btream so swlft to be free ! lili the brook became a river, And the river became a sea. i. ív: it betas witii i sigh, Grew with the leavea th.it are deadIts pleasures with wlngs to ilv, lis Borrows with limbaof léadAnd rest remaineth never ioithe wearieryeara tobe, i i 1 t he bropk shall become a river And the river became a sea.