The Advent of Love

Softer than flight of tawny owl in the tender dim of June, More dear to the heart than the curlew's cry, or the rushing river's tune,Brighter than ray of rising sun on the dew-bathed heathery ben Falls the first touch of infinite Love on the weary hearts of men.

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Signs of the Times
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