. In the forest of Arden. .?r^iililMISiflti. know each other. To-day we haddiscovered that nature reveals herselfonly to the open mind and heart; toall others she is deaf and dumb. Theworldling who seeks her never sees somuch as the hem of her garment; theegotist^ the self-engrossed man, searchesin vain for her counsel and consolation;the over-anxious, fretful soul finds herindifferent and incommunicable. Wemay seek her far and wide, with mindsintent upon other things, and she willforever elude us; but on the morningwe open our windows with a free mind,she is there to break for us the seal ofh
. In the forest of Arden. .?r^iililMISiflti. know each other. To-day we haddiscovered that nature reveals herselfonly to the open mind and heart; toall others she is deaf and dumb. Theworldling who seeks her never sees somuch as the hem of her garment; theegotist^ the self-engrossed man, searchesin vain for her counsel and consolation;the over-anxious, fretful soul finds herindifferent and incommunicable. Wemay seek her far and wide, with mindsintent upon other things, and she willforever elude us; but on the morningwe open our windows with a free mind,she is there to break for us the seal ofher treasures, and to pour out the per-fume of her flowers. She is cold, re-mote, inaccessible only so long as weclose the doors of our hearts and mindsto her. With the drudges and slavesof mere getting and saving she hasnothing in common; but with thosewho hold their souls above the price .I^M;;!^ fcxitliiiitiiiliiliitran: .Mmmmm^iMiimmmmmmmmmm^i^^
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