Who soweth good seed shall surely reap; The year grows rich as it groweth old, And life's latest sands are its sands of gold! Julia Caroline Dorr More Quotes by Julia Caroline Dorr More Quotes From Julia Caroline Dorr Buttercups, bright eyed and bold, hold their chalices of gold to catch the sunshine and the dew. Julia Caroline Dorr sunshineflowergold And the stately lilies stand Fair in the silvery light, Like saintly vestals, pale in prayer; Their pure breath sanctifies the air, As its fragrance fills the night. Julia Caroline Dorr lightprayernight No mother who stands upon low ground herself can hope to place her children upon a loftier plane. They may reach it, but it will not be through her. Julia Caroline Dorr mothermaychildren Around in silent grandeur stood The stately children of the wood; Maple and elm and towering pine Mantled in folds of dark woodbine. Julia Caroline Dorr woodsdarkchildren Stars will blossom in the darkness, Violets bloom beneath the snow. Julia Caroline Dorr starsdarknesssnow Yet, O thou beautiful rose! Julia Caroline Dorr queensbeautifulsweet Grass grows at last above all graves. Julia Caroline Dorr lastsgriefhope April's rare capricious loveliness. Julia Caroline Dorr capriciousaprilspring Aspirations pure and high Strength to do and to endure Heir of all the Ages, I Lo! I am no longer poor! Julia Caroline Dorr heirspovertyage
