Lyrics by John B Tabb | ||
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BREAD.
Still surmounting as I cameWind and water, frost and flame,
Night and day, the livelong year,
From the burial-place of seed,
From the earth's maternal bosom,
Through the root, and stem, and blossom,
To supply thy present need,
Have I journeyed here.
Lyrics by John B Tabb | ||