Behold this compost! behold it well! Perhaps every mite was once form’d part of a sick person – yet behold! The grass of spring covers the prairies, The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the garden, The delicate spear…
Behold this compost! behold it well! Perhaps every mite was once form’d part of a sick person – yet behold! The grass of spring covers the prairies, The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the garden, The delicate spear…