How happily, how happily, the flowers die away! / Oh! Could we but return to earth as easily as they. Caroline Anne Southey More Quotes by Caroline Anne Southey More Quotes From Caroline Anne Southey Fruit forced is never half so sweet / As that comes quite in season. Caroline Anne Southey fruit half sweet After long absence, of return / To my dear home - Oh, happiness! / To lie in blissful consciousness / Of all around: The picture there - / The books - the flower-glass filled with care / By a kind hand - And then to know, / 'Twas but to rise, and meet below / Such a heart's welcome! Caroline Anne Southey flower book lying
