Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing' That thus they all shall meet in future days: There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear,... The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a criticism on ... - Page 127 by Robert Burns - 1816 Full view -
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