The Frost looked forth one still, clear night, And he said, Now I shall be out of sight; So through the valley and over the height In silence I'll take my way.
Hannah Flagg Gould
Wisdom, Power and Goodness meet In the bounteous field of wheat.
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silence
Alone I walked on the ocean strand, A pearly shell was in my hand; I stooped, and wrote upon the sand My name, the year, the day. As onward from the sport I passed, One lingering look behind I cast, A wave came rolling high and fast, And washed my lines away.
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