92 A BOOK ABOUT THE GARDEN. 



and may know, to quote the words of our greatest 

 divine since the Reformation,* how to ' reconcile 

 Martha's employment with Mary's devotion ; in the 

 midst of the works of his trade to retire from time to 

 time within the chapel of his heart ; and to converse 

 with God by frequent addresses and returns.' 



"I want these little men to be what Mr. Kingsley 

 calls ' minute philosophers ; ' to find by the roadside 

 and by the brookside some of ' the riches which God 

 has given the poor ; ' to feel, as it is wisely said by 

 Alphonse Karr, in his delightful ' Tour round my 

 Garden,' ' Le bonheur n'est pas une [rose bleue, le 

 bonheur est 1'herbe des pelouses, le liseron des 

 champs, le rosier des haies, un mot, un chant, 

 n'importe quoi.' " 



And much more pleasant converse had I with our 

 Curate on that sweet summer's eve, what time the 

 happy boys were racing to and fro with the pretty 

 posies in their hands ; and the gorgeous kingfisher 

 shot down the brooklet, like a meteor, at the sound 

 of their merry voices ; and the swift trout darted to 

 his hole, as they plucked the campions from the 

 bank ; and the landrail craked in the mowing grass, 

 complaining, I infer from his harsh tones, that, being 

 long-toed and formed for the swamps, as our natural 

 histories instruct us, he should be thus uncomfortably 

 located in the meadows ; and far in the distance " the 

 cuckoo told his name to all the hills," some of them 

 distinctly repeating it, as though Mr. Cuckoo were 

 going upstairs to a party; and we wandered and 

 wondered, until the dews wept for that gentle day ; 

 :;: Bishop Jeremy Taylor. 



