J. C. M. Poem by George Meredith

J. C. M.

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A fountain of our sweetest, quick to spring
In fellowship abounding, here subsides:
And never passage of a cloud on wing
To gladden blue forgets him; near he hides.

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George Meredith

George Meredith

Portsmouth, England
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