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The Very Idea Of A Bird Is A Symbol And A Suggestion To The Poet. A Bird Seems To Be At The Top Of The Scale, So Vehement And Intense His Life. . . . The Beautiful Vagabonds, Endowed With Every Grace, Masters Of All Climes, And Knowing No Bounds - How Many Human Aspirations Are Realised In Their Free, Holiday-lives - And How Many Suggestions To The Poet In Their Flight And Song!

The Secret Of Happiness Is Something To Do.

The Fuel In The Earth Will Be Exhausted In A Thousand Or More Years, And Its Mineral Wealth, But Man Will Find Substitutes For These In The Winds, The Waves, The Sun's Heat, And So Forth.

The Most Precious Things Of Life Are Near At Hand, Without Money And Without Price. Each Of You Has The Whole Wealth Of The Universe At Your Very Door. All That I Ever Had, And Still Have, May Be Yours By Stretching Forth Your Hand And Taking It.

To The Scientist Nature Is A Storehouse Of Facts, Laws, Processes; To The Artist She Is A Storehouse Of Pictures; To The Poet She Is A Storehouse Of Images, Fancies, A Source Of Inspiration; To The Moralist She Is A Storehouse Of Precepts And Parables; To All She May Be A Source Of Knowledge And Joy.