Grace Fallow Norton

(29 October 1876 - 1926 / Northfield, MN)

Love Is A Terrible Thing

I went out to the farthest meadow,
I lay down in the deepest shadow;

And I said unto the earth, "Hold me,"
And unto the night, "O enfold me,"

And unto the wind petulantly
I cried, "You know not for you are free!"

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