Under the trees . -y /C^^^. whole. The morning- itself was a newbirth of nature, full of promise and proph-ecy ; one of those hours in which only thegreatest and noblest things are credible, inwhich one rejects unfaith and doubt andall lesser and meaner things as dreams ofa night from which there has come aneternal awakening; a day such as Emersonhad in thought when he wrote: Thescholar must look long for the right hourfor Platos Tima^us. At last the electmorning arrives, the early dawn — a fewlights conspicuous in the heaven, as of aworld just created and still becoming —and in its wide leisu
Under the trees . -y /C^^^. whole. The morning- itself was a newbirth of nature, full of promise and proph-ecy ; one of those hours in which only thegreatest and noblest things are credible, inwhich one rejects unfaith and doubt andall lesser and meaner things as dreams ofa night from which there has come aneternal awakening; a day such as Emersonhad in thought when he wrote: Thescholar must look long for the right hourfor Platos Tima^us. At last the electmorning arrives, the early dawn — a fewlights conspicuous in the heaven, as of aworld just created and still becoming —and in its wide leisure we dare open thatbook. There are days when the great arenear us, when there is no frown on theirbrow, no condescension even; when theytake us by the hand, and we share theirthought. When such a morning dawns,one demands, by right of his own nature,the pilotage of great thoughts to someheight whence the whole world will liebefore him; one knows by unclouded in-sight that life is greater than
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