Quote#Wisdom
O gently guide my pilgrim feet
Quote byAnna Laetitia Barbauld · 1743–1825
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Poems (1773), "Hymn to Content", p. 54..
English (original)
O gently guide my pilgrim feet To find thy hermit cell; Where in some pure and equal sky Beneath thy soft indulgent eye The modest virtues dwell.
— Anna Laetitia Barbauld
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