Laughter Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Laughter



'Et ridebit in die novissimo'

When wrought of Joy and Innocence,
'T is unto God it goes,
A fragrance of the olive whence
His 'oil of gladness' flows.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: innocence
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