“Beyond the terrace, a light breeze stirred the reeds at the edge of the pond. Looking out at this intimate vista, one could see the reeds and a stone lantern and the brightest of the evening's stars floating on the gloaming mirror of the pond. Then the breeze came again to crack the water's surface, and the picture was flooded.” LightStarsWaterStonesMirrorsEdgesSurfaceEveningIntimateCracksFloatingBreezePondsReedsVistasLanternsTerraceGloaming Book:The Commoner Source: The Commoner
“There is the National Flag. He must be cold, indeed, who can look upon its folds rippling in the breeze without pride of country. If he be in a foreign land, the flag is companionship and country itself, with all its endearment...The very colors have a language which was recognized by our fathers; white is for purity; red, for valor; blue, for justice. And altogether, bunting, stripes, stars, and colors, blazing in the sky, make the flag of our country, to be cherished by all our hearts, to be upheld by all our hands.” IfsLooksHeartCountryHandsFatherLanguageStarsJusticeWhiteSkyLandColorPrideColdRedBlueOur CountryPurityLook UpFlagsCompanionshipBreezeFoldsOur FatherValorStripesBlazingEndearmentForeign LandsBunting Author:Charles Sumner