Will's Fotothing

my very own little ''tree hugger'', Shadow'..) keepin' an eye out..)

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*.....A Song

By Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea

Love, thou art best of Human Joys,
Our chiefest Happiness below;
All other Pleasures are but Toys,
Musick without Thee is but Noise,
And Beauty but an empty show.

Heav’n , who knew best what Man wou’d move,
And raise his Thoughts above the Brute;
Said, Let him Be, and Let him Love;
That must alone his Soul improve,
Howe’er Philosophers dispute.