Smiles from reason flow, To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.
Smiles from reason flow, To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.
Yet not so strictly hath our Lord imposed
Labour, as to debar us when we need
Refreshment, whether food, or talk between,
Food of the mind, or this sweet intercourse
Of looks and smiles; for smiles from reason flow,
To brute denied, and are of love the food;
Love, not the lowest end of human life.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories