The soul...is audible, not visible.
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do, well.
So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest.
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, our faith triumphant o’er our fears, are all with thee – are all with thee!
Then followed that beautiful season... Summer.... Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.