Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Not Anchored

My heart is like a ship that finds no rest,
Tossed here and there upon the stormy breast
Of loves of many hearts too oft conferred.

1. The Plow of God
2. When I Die
3. The Empty Bowl
4. At Set of Sun
5. But a Dream

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