Wherever Is Love And Loyalty, Great Purposes

And No One Has The Right To Say That No Water-babies Exist, Till They Have Seen No Water-babies Existing; Which Is Quite A Different Thing, Mind, From Not Seeing Water-babies; And A Thing Which Nobody Ever Did, Or Perhaps Will Ever Do. But Surely ... They Would Have Put It Into Spirits, Or Into The Illustrated News, Or Perhaps Cut It Into Two Halves, Poor Dear Little Thing, And Sent One To Professor Owen, And One To Professor Huxley, To See What They Would Each Say About It.

A Blessed Thing It Is To Have A Friend; One Human Soul Whom We Can Trust Utterly; Who Knows The Best And Worst Of Us, And Who Loves Us In Spite Of All Our Faults; Who Will Speak The Honest Truth To Us, While The World Flatters Us To Our Face, And Laughs At Us Behind Our Back; Who Will Give Us Counsel And Reproof In A Day Of Prosperity And Self-conceit; But Who, Again, Will Comfort And Encourage Us In Days Of Difficulty And Sorrow, When The World Leaves Us Alone To Fight Our Own Battle As We Can.

I Hope That My Children, At Least, If Not I Myself, Will See The Day When Ignorance Of The Primary Laws And Facts Of Science Will Be Looked Upon As A Defect Only Second To Ignorance Of The Primary Laws Of Religion And Morality.

Oh! That We Two Were Maying Down The Stream Of The Soft Spring Breeze; Like Children With Violets Playing, In The Shade Of The Whispering Trees.

Look At The Bow In The Cloud, In The Very Rain Itself. That Is A Sign That The Sun, Though You Cannot See It, Is Shining Still -- That Up Above Beyond The Cloud Is Still Sunlight And Warmth And Cloudless Blue Sky.