A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays
And confident to-morrows.
The Excursion. Book vii.
The primal duties shine aloft, like stars;
The charities that soothe and heal and bless
Are scattered at the feet of man like flowers.
The Excursion. Book ix.
By happy chance we saw
A twofold image: on a grassy bank
A snow-white ram, and in the crystal flood