It warms me, and lights me, and fills my world with flowers. ” “Any place would be beautiful,” said Ann Veronica, in a low voice. She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. I shall have to discover one suitable. I’m not to study, I’m not to grow. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness, Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose; But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather, She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes.
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