The single-heartedness of gratitude! Who, when alone, is she not glad to see?— When I am hers, I burst the chain that binds me, And feel the freedom of the happy sun;
The happiness she gives is all my own.
- Mary Wollstonecraft
The single-heartedness of gratitude! Who, when alone, is she not glad to see?— When I am hers, I burst the chain that binds me, And feel the freedom of the happy sun;
The happiness she gives is all my own.