Best 3 quotes of Frank Dempster Sherman on MyQuotes

And in the evening, everywhere Along the roadside, up and down, I see the golden torches flare Like lighted street-lamps in the town.

Like mimic meteors the snow, In silence out of Heaven sifts.

Song like a rose should be; Each rhyme a petal sweet; For fragrance, melody, That when her lips repeat The words, her heart may know What secret makes them so. Love, only Love.