OF RICHARD JEFFERIES 



appointed. Step out upon the broad 

 down beside the green corn, and let its 

 freshness become part of life. 

 The wind passes, and it bends— let the 

 wind, too, pass over the spirit. From 

 the cloud-shadow it emerges to the sun- 

 shine—let the heart come out from the 

 shadow of roofs to the open glow of the 

 sky. High above, the songs of the larks 

 fall as rain — receive it with open hands. 

 Pure is the colour of the green flags, the 

 slender-pointed blades— let the thought 

 be pure as the light that shines through 

 that colour. Broad are the downs and 

 open the aspect— gather the breadth and 

 largeness of view. Never can that view 

 be wide enough and large enough; there 

 will always be room to aim higher. As 

 the air of the hills enriches the blood, 

 so let the presence of these beautiful 

 things enrich the inner sense. One 

 memory of the green corn, fresh beneath 

 the sun and wind, will lift up the heart 



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