Raindrops Blossom Brilliantly In The

Who Wouldn't Be A Mountaineer! Up Here All The World's Prizes Seem Nothing

While Cares Will Drop Off Like Autumn Leaves.

Nature Had Gathered Her Choicest Treasures , To Draw Her Lovers Into Close And Confiding Communion With Her

I've Had A Great Time In South America And South Africa. Indeed It Now Seems That On This Pair Of Wild Hot Continents I've Enjoyed The Most Fruitful Year Of My Life.

What A Psalm The Storm Was Singing, And How Fresh The Smell Of The Washed Earth And Leaves, And How Sweet The Still Small Voices Of The Storm!