“The pleasant converse of the fireside, the simple songs of home, the words of encouragement as I bend over my school-tasks, the kiss as I lie down to rest, the patient bearing with the freaks of my restless nature, the gentle counsels mingled with reproofs and approvals, the sympathy that meets and assuages every sorrow, and sweetens every little success--all these return to me amid the responsibilities which press upon me now, and I feel as if I had once lived in heaven, and, straying, had lost my way.” IfsWayFeelsLittlesHomeSchoolLyingSongLostHeavenSimpleResponsibilityReturnSorrowKissingTasksEncouragementPressesPatientMy WayGentlePleasantFreakApprovalRestlessConversesWords Of EncouragementReproofReturn To Me Author:J. G. Holland
“Old Khayyám, say you, is a debauchee;If only you were half so good as he!He sins no sins but gentle drunkenness,Great-hearted mirth, and kind adultery.But yours the cold heart, and the murderous tongue,The wintry soul that hates to hear a song,The close-shut fist, the mean and measuring eye,And all the little poisoned ways of wrong.” IfsWayHeartKindMeanLittlesSoulEyeHateSongSinHalfColdTongueGentleFistsAdulteryHeartedDrunkennessMeasuringMirthCold Heart Author:Omar Khayyam