Upon Love’s bosom Earth floats like an Ark Safely through all the Deluge of the dark. — Gerald Massey
A sweet new blossom of humanity, fresh fallen from God’s own home, to flower on earth — Gerald Massey
The heart is like an instrument whose strings Steal magic music from Life’s mystic frets. — Gerald Massey
Upon Love’s bosom Earth floats like an Ark Safely through all the Deluge of the dark. — Gerald Massey
There’s no dearth of kindness in the world of ours; only in our blindness we gather thorns for flowers. — Gerald Massey
The world is full of beauty, as other worlds above, and if we did our duty, it might be as full of love. — Gerald Massey