Oh, who can tell us if such there be?”
The lark flew up in the morning bright,
And sung and balanced on sunny wings;
And this was its song: “I see the light,
I look on a world of beautiful things;
But flying and singing everywhere,
In vain I have searched to find the air.”
(1530)
Immensity of Space Reveals God—See [Converted by the Comet].
Immigrant Savings—See [Prosperity as an Advertisement].