204 Walks in New England 



nor completes, but with every moment lives ? 

 though we call one season life and another season 

 death, that Spirit goes on, infinitely urging, end 

 lessly encouraging, in the least as in the greatest, 

 and producing all we see or know or are, as the 

 life of his life, the breath of his breath, the body 

 of his all compassing soul. Let us say, &quot; Not 

 It is beautiful, but He is beautiful.&quot; 



