City Homes on Country Lanes: Philosophy and Practice of the Home-in-a-garden

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Macmillan, 1921 - 270 strani
 

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Stran 103 - And he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together.
Stran 75 - The kiss of the sun for pardon, The song of the birds for mirth, — One is nearer God's heart in a garden, Than anywhere else on earth.
Stran 84 - A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind -- from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages.
Stran 116 - O, when I am safe in my sylvan home, I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome; And when I am stretched beneath the pines, Where the evening star so holy shines, I laugh at the lore and the pride of man, At the sophist schools and the learned clan ; For what are they all, in their high conceit, When man in the bush with God may meet?
Stran 115 - Every child should have mud pies, grasshoppers, waterbugs, tadpoles, frogs, mudturtles, elderberries, wild strawberries, acorns, chestnuts, trees to climb, brooks to wade in, waterlilies, woodchucks, bats, bees, butterflies, various animals to pet, hayfields, pine cones, rocks to roll, sand, snakes, huckleberries, and hornets; and any child who has been deprived of these has been deprived of the best part of his education.
Stran 29 - Whither shall I go from thy Spirit ? or whither shall I flee from thy presence ? If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea ; even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
Stran 149 - And thou shalt have goats' milk enough for thy food, for the food of thy household, and for the maintenance for thy maidens.
Stran 201 - The present is enough for common souls, Who, never looking forward, are indeed Mere clay, wherein the footprints of their age Are petrified forever...
Stran 65 - These are the things I prize And hold of dearest worth: Light of the sapphire skies, Peace of the silent hills, Shelter of forests, comfort of the grass, Music of birds, murmur of little rills, Shadows of cloud that swiftly pass, And, after showers, The smell of flowers And of the good brown earth, — And best of all, along the way, friendship and mirth.

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