Thursday, December 17, 2015

We seek for new by Ella Wehleer Wilcox

When We tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new.
This restless craving in the souls of men
Spurs them to climb, and seek the mountain view.

So let who will erect an altar shrine
To meek-browed Constancy, and sing her praise.
Unto enlivening Change I shall build mine,
Who lends new zest, and interest to my days.
Ella Wehleer Wilcox

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