The Happy Should Not Insist Too Much

As To The Pure Mind All Things Are Pure, So To The Poetic Mind All Things Are Poetical.

If You Would Hit The Mark, You Must Aim A Little Above It.

The Atmosphere Breathes Rest And Comfort, And The Many Chambers Seem Full Of Welcomes.

By The Shore Of Gitche Gumee, By The Shining Big-sea-water, At The Doorway Of His Wigwam, In The Pleasant Summer Morning, Hiawatha Stood And Waited.

Oh, What A Glory Doth This World Put On, For Him Who With A Fervent Heart Goes Forth Under The Bright And Glorious Sky, And Looks On Duties Well Performed, And Days Well Spent.