"Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away"
This quote is written / told by Jean Ingelow between March 17, 1820 and July 20, 1897. He/she was a famous Poet from England.
The author also have 10 other quotes.
"My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane"
