Excerpt from "Letters of a Youthful Poet" by Charles Glenn:
So
if there is summing in counting or thought,
I know it is knowing, that things can't be bought;
Like love and rem'iscence, like lovers' embrace,
Like heaven's sweet memory, writ deep in the race.
I know it is knowing, that things can't be bought;
Like love and rem'iscence, like lovers' embrace,
Like heaven's sweet memory, writ deep in the race.
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