From brightening fields of ether fair-disclosed,
Child of the Sun, refulgent Summer comes,
In pride of youth, and felt through Nature's depth;
He comes, attended by the sultry Hours,
And ever-fanning breezes, on his way.

Base envy withers at another's joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach.

Health is the vital principle of bliss,

And exercise, of health.

'Tis silence all,

And pleasing expectation.

Statues and pictures and verse may be grand, But they are not the Life for which they stand.

Health is the vital principle of bliss,
And exercise, of health.

And sing their wild notes to the listening waste at last from Aries rolls the bounteous sun.

That which makes people dissatisfied with their condition, is the chimerical idea they form of the happiness of others.

Her lips blush deeper sweets.

He saw her charming, but he saw not half
The charms her downcast modesty conceal'd.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

You cannot rob me of free nature's grace,
You cannot shut the windows of the sky
Through which Aurora shows her brightening face.

Her polish'd limbs,
Veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire;
Beyond the pomp of dress; for Loveliness
Needs not the foreign aid of ornament,
But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.

The world rolls round forever like a mill; it grinds out death and life and good and ill; it has no purpose, heart or mind or will.

Our Mother feedeth thus our little life, That we may in turn feed her with our death.

But through the heart
Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse,
'Tis then delightful misery no more,
But agony unmix'd, incessant gall,
Corroding every thought, and blasting all
Love's paradise.

The best of men have ever loved repose: They hate to mingle in the filthy fray; Where the soul sours, and gradual rancour grows, Imbitter'd more from peevish day to day.

See, Winter comes, to rule the varied year,
Sullen and sad, with all his rising train;
Vapors, and Clouds, and Storms.

All nature feels the renovating force
Of Winter, only to the thoughtless eye
In ruin seen.

Come, gentle Spring; ethereal Mildness, come!