2064
TAKE TO THE WOODS.
If thou art worn and hard beset
With sorrow that thou wouldst forget;
If thou wouldst read a lesson that will keep
Thy heart from fainting and thy soul from sleep,
Go to the woods and hills!—No tears
Dim the sweet looks that Nature wears.
—Longfellow.
2065
How many a day has been damped and darkened by an angry word!
2066
No word He hath spoken
Was ever yet broken.
—Anon.