And though hard be the task, 'Keep a stiff upper lip'. Phoebe Cary
And though hard be the task, 'Keep a stiff upper lip'.
Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the loving heart. Phoebe Cary
Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the loving heart.
One sweetly solemn thought, comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home today, than I ever have been before. Phoebe Cary
One sweetly solemn thought, comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home today, than I ever have been before.
