...shows the blushing bride — A soul whose intellectual beams No mists do mask, no lazy streams — quit with me the shore, For gladness and the light, Where b ? Wouldst see a man whose well-warmed blood Bathes him in a genuine flood ? — A man whose tuned humors...

...in the world, when we find our own way to sunlight : we open a window for it to shine through. " The happy soul that all the way To Heaven hath a summer's day," \ makes summer round it as it goes. So does the fact that happiness cannot be reached by all render...