Special note - this riddle uses the following contractions: 'twas = it was 'tis = it is 'twill = it will o'er = over e'en = even -- 'Twas whispered in Heaven, 'Twas muttered in Hell, And echo caught faintly The sound as it fell; On the confines of Earth, 'Twas permitted to rest, And the depth of the ocean Its presence confessed; 'Twill be found in the sphere When 'tis riven asunder, Be seen in the lightning And heard in the thunder. 'Twas allotted to man With his earliest breath, Attends him at birth And awaits him at death, Presides o'er his happiness, Honour and health, Is the prop of his house And the end of his wealth. In the heaps of the miser, 'Tis hoarded with care, But is sure to be lost By the prodigal heir; It begins every hope, Every wish it must bound, It prays with the hermit, With monarchs is crowned; Without it the soldier, The sailor may roam, But woe to the wretch Who expels it from home! In the whisper of conscience 'Tis sure to be found, Nor e'en in the whirlwind Of passion is drowned; 'Twill soften the heart, But though deaf to the ear, It will make it acutely And instantly hear. But in short, let it rest Like a delicate flower, Oh, breathe on it softly, It dies in an hour! -- by Catherine Fanshawe
The verses were written by Mrs. Cathrine Fanshawe but despite that our boss is still powerful and sentimental. It is enough that he directs all of those huge communities of that fascinating website. I hope I am not mistaken this time.
For the first time, I discover that our both is a very powerful and sentimental person. Look at these strong verses, (and the depth of the ocean
its presence confessed;
it will be found in the sphere
when it's riven asunder)
strong words are used there. Well, I am going to start my second try to make a poem. I hope I succeed like our both here. Will you keep guiding us? Thanks, Mr. Josef.
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Welcome Mr. Josef, I wrote the word "both" instead of "boss". I have corrected it, don't tell anyone. Welcome again.
The verses were written by Mrs. Cathrine Fanshawe but despite that our boss is still powerful and sentimental. It is enough that he directs all of those huge communities of that fascinating website. I hope I am not mistaken this time.
so, is it letter...'H'?
For the first time, I discover that our both is a very powerful and sentimental person. Look at these strong verses, (and the depth of the ocean
its presence confessed;
it will be found in the sphere
when it's riven asunder)
strong words are used there. Well, I am going to start my second try to make a poem. I hope I succeed like our both here. Will you keep guiding us? Thanks, Mr. Josef.
Oh my Gosh, all this eloquent poem for the letter H,
I would've never known it. Well done, Rose :)
Interesting riddle, but I missed all the fun while cooking:)