June 2

If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.

AND what is this place not seen, Where hearts may hide serene?

"'Tis a fair still house well kept,

Which humble thoughts have swept,

And holy prayers made clean.

There, I sit with Love in the sun,

And we two never have done

Singing sweeter songs than are guessed by one."

E. B.

BROWNING

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