I must stay under the old tree in the midst of the long grass, the luxury of the leaves, and the song in the very air. It seems as if I could feel al….

O beautiful human life! Tears come to my eyes as I think of it. So beautiful, so inexpressibly beautiful! The song should never be silent, the dance ….

I have observed that almost all those whose labour lies in the field, and who go down to their business in the green meadows, admit the animal world ….