Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small p — Joanna Baillie
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Still on it creeps Each little moment at another's heels Till hours days years and ages are made up Of such small parts as these and men look back Worn and bewilder'd wondering how it is.

— Joanna Baillie
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