Poems and Songs by E. H. B. [i.e. E. H. Bickersteth] | ||
ACROSTIC.
Earth is not thine eternal rest, fair flower;Life's rosy garland blooms in Heav'n's own bower.
In the sweet breathings of the jocund spring,
Zephyrus may court thee with his pērfum'd wing;
Alas! how soon life fades! and flowers lie withering.
Poems and Songs by E. H. B. [i.e. E. H. Bickersteth] | ||