By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 13, 2011 Holy Affection and Undying Love By Vilate Kimball(to her husband, Heber C. Kimball, at Winter Quarters) No being round the spacious earthBeneath the vaulted star of heaven,Divides my love or draws it thence,From him to whom my heart is given. Like the frail ivy to the oak,Drawn closer, by the tempest riven,Through sorrow’s flood he’ll bear me upAnd light with smiles my way to heaven. The...
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