 Momentous Words Would spiteful chance steals unawares whenever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, she said. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence in Brampton, Ontario, November 2008 Momentous Words Would spiteful chance steals unawares wherever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, she said. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by Joanna Paulusina What spiteful chance steals unawares wherever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, she said. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett What spiteful chance steals unawares wherever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, said she. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by Evan Barnes Momentous Words What spiteful chance steals unawares wherever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, said she. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by L-French Momentous Words What spiteful chance steals unawares wherever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, said she. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by Rachel Linton Momentous Words What spiteful chance steals unawares wherever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, said she. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by Secrets What spiteful chance steals unawares whenever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, said she. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by Tricia G. Momentous Words What spiteful chance steals unawares whenever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, said she. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Momentous Words by Edward Rowland Still Read for LibriVox.org by Vyron Real Momentous Words What spiteful chance steals unawares wherever lovers come and trips the nimblest brain and scares the bravest feelings dumb? We had one minute at the gate before the others came, to-morrow it would be too late, and whose would be the blame? I gazed at her, she glanced at me, alas the time sped by. How warm it is today, said she. It looks like rain, said I. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.