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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN TIME OF PLENTY, by ANNA SPENCER TWITCHELL
First Line: From fountains deep and still
Last Line: Lest I might starve some day.
Subject(s): Saving And Thrift
First Line: From fountains deep and still
Last Line: Lest I might starve some day.
Subject(s): Saving And Thrift
From fountains deep and still
To-day my cup I fill,
Lest when the years are dry
Of thirst I faint and die.
And from the green-boughed tree
Of lovely memory,
I store these fruits away
Lest I might starve some day.
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