Lucy Larcom Quotes

Here sit I, as a little child; The threshold of God's door Is that clear band of chrysoprase; Now the vast temple floor, The blinding glory of the dome I bow my head before. Thy universe, O God, is home, In height or depth, to me; Yet here upon thy footstool green Content am I to be; Glad when is oped unto my need Some sea-like glimpse of Thee.
Lucy Larcom
Lucy Larcom

Quotes to Explore

This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to our policies regarding the use of cookies.