Emphasis Preaching Journal
A young writer went to...
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A young writer went to an editor with some poems he had written, hoping he could get them published. He told the editor that they were love poems. The editor questioned the writer: "Well, what is love? Tell me."
"Love," said this young fellow, casting his eyes heavenward, "is gazing upon a lily pond at night, by the shimmering moonbeams, when the lilies are in full bloom and the air is filled with fragrance, and ..."
"Love," said this young fellow, casting his eyes heavenward, "is gazing upon a lily pond at night, by the shimmering moonbeams, when the lilies are in full bloom and the air is filled with fragrance, and ..."
