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Title: Every life a delight
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Potts, James Henry, 1848-1942
Subjects: Conduct of life
Publisher: New York, Cincinnati, The Abingdon Press
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress

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are innew leaf, the flowers blooming, the air full of scent, and sound,and sunshine, and the song of birds is filling the woods withnative melody! How we love to see the meadows sprout, the wheat fields flashtheir emerald, the lawns take on their velvety hue, the budsopen, the bees hum their joy, the farmer alive to the sowing,and all Nature arrayed in resurrection dress! The richness of life in America is wonderful. The summer-time is the heaven of the year. The roar of lake or ocean is aninvitation to her friendly shores. The rivers run to meet usand give welcome to their cottage-dotted banks. We long forthe rest and zest of summer homes and the simple life. Notthat we dislike the cities, for they teem with historical interestand busy engagements; but we like in turn the open air, thewider view, the novel association, and the pleasant relaxation. The meanest floweret of the vale,The simplest note that swells the gale,The common sun, the air, the skies,To us are opening paradise. 104
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DRESSED IN BEAUTY Lifes Morning Glee It is said that many savage nations worship trees; and littlewonder, for who has not felt the mystery and majesty of theforest, the might of the giant oak or elm or pine, and the seemingdisposition of the smaller trees and clinging vines to whisperto us and tell us of their delight in our presence and their ap-preciation of our love for their beauty? Most of us probably feel, with JefTeries, that By day orby night, summer or winter, beneath trees the heart feels nearerto that depth of life which the far sky means. The rest ofspirit found only in beauty, ideal and pure, comes there becausethe distance seems within touch of thought. Water adds its enlivenment to woods, and both are neces-sary to complete a pretty landscape, while fleecy clouds over-head in sky serene add beauty to the artistic glow. How many of us realize the impressive power of color, not somuch the flashing, brilliant hues as the modified tones—the dullgray, the pale blue, the ri

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