 | The writings of James Russell Lowell |  |
SUN-WORSHIP
If I were the rose at your window,Happiest rose of its crew,
Every blossom I bore would bend inward,
They 'd know where the sunshine grew.
| The writings of James Russell Lowell | |
Happiest rose of its crew,
Every blossom I bore would bend inward,
They 'd know where the sunshine grew.