The wealthiest man among us is the best
Books! tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, wherever nature led.
A brotherhood of venerable trees.
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.