. In the forest of Arden. every sort of baseness were taken outof human lives, we should find only ahealthy and vigorous joy in such hard-ship as Nature imposes upon us. Uponmen of sound, sweet life, she lays onlysuch burdens as strength delights tocarry, because in so doing it increasesitself/^ ^^That is true,^^ said Rosalind. ^^Theday is dark only when the mind isdark; all weathers are pleasant whenthe heart is at rest. There are rainydays in Arden, but no gloomy ones;there are probably cold days, but nonethat chill the soul. I do not know whether it was Rosa-linds smile or the sudden breaki
. In the forest of Arden. every sort of baseness were taken outof human lives, we should find only ahealthy and vigorous joy in such hard-ship as Nature imposes upon us. Uponmen of sound, sweet life, she lays onlysuch burdens as strength delights tocarry, because in so doing it increasesitself/^ ^^That is true,^^ said Rosalind. ^^Theday is dark only when the mind isdark; all weathers are pleasant whenthe heart is at rest. There are rainydays in Arden, but no gloomy ones;there are probably cold days, but nonethat chill the soul. I do not know whether it was Rosa-linds smile or the sudden breaking ofthe sun through the clouds that madethe room brilliant; probably it wasboth. Rosalind opened the lattice, andI saw that the rain had ceased. Thedrops still hung on every leaf, but theclouds were breaking into great shining
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