Round thoughts which owe their birth, To thee, and to the humble spot, Where chance has fixed thy lowly lot. BERNARD BARTON HumbleRoundSpot
Welcome, wild harbinger of spring! To this small nook of earth; Feeling and fancy fondly cling. BERNARD BARTON FeelingsHumble
That thorny path, those stormy skies, have drawn our spirits nearer; and rendered us, by sorrow’s ties, each to the other dearer. BERNARD BARTON EachTies
