One by one the sands are flowing, One by one thy duties wait thee, One by one (bright gifts from Heaven,) One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, Do not look at life's long sorrow; Every hour that fleets so slowly, Do not linger with regretting, Hours are golden links, God's token, |
1855-05-17 · Fayetteville, N.C.
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1855-11-26 · Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]
One by one the sands are flowing, |