"Bestrown" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... year arose,— Pictured its joys and hid its woes, Painted gay paths bestrown with flowers, And balmy skies, and sunny hours, Promised some pleasures, ever new, If pleasures' path we would pursue. But soon the path became uptorn, Instead of flowers we find the thorn: And yonder sky, ...
— Withered Leaves from Memory's Garland • Abigail Stanley Hanna |
