Then is Love blest, when from the cup of the body he drinks the wine of the soul.
Richard B. GarnettTrust Love, nor fear to soar upon his track. The wings that bore to Heaven will bear thee back.
Richard B. GarnettThen is Love blest, when from the cup of the body he drinks the wine of the soul.
Richard B. GarnettTrust Love, nor fear to soar upon his track. The wings that bore to Heaven will bear thee back.
Richard B. Garnett