Let us be poised, wise and our own today.

Culture opens the sense of beauty.

The shows of the day, the dewy morning, the rainbow, mountains, orchards in blossom, stars, moonlight, shadows in still water, andthe like, if too eagerly hunted, become shows merely, and mock us with their unreality.

It is only when mind and character slumber that the dress can be seen. If the intellect were always awake, and every noble sentiment, the man might go in huckaback or mats, and his dress would be admired and imitated.

A man is related to all nature.

I DO not count the hours I spend In wandering by the sea; The forest is my loyal friend, Like God it useth me.

The city is recruited from the country.