hill-side's

Updated: May 17, 2025

"Of course," she answered. "I couldn't stay in." "Nor could I." "The year's at the spring, And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled," Rose quoted. "You know the rest, don't you?" "The rest doesn't matter. 'Morning waits at the end of the world Gypsy, come away!" "I'll go," she breathed, her eyes fixed on his, "anywhere!" "To the river, then.

Myrtle Reed - Old Rose and Silver