Scraps. Poem by Frances Anne Kemble

Scraps.

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Raise it to Heaven, when thine eye fills with tears,
For only in a watery sky appears
The bow of light; and from th' invisible skies
Hope's glory shines not, save through weeping eyes.

Monday, September 6, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven,hope,sky,tears
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