PASTURES FAIR AND LARGE 



the least of Bis possessions, may be not only 

 a veritable vineyard of visions, but a most 

 livable, lovable spot, especially when shared 

 with livable, lovable camp-comrades, with 

 hearts for any fate. 



In these days, when the noisy and noisome 

 conquests of steam, electricity, and gasolene 

 threaten to blot out so many of the still green 

 places of the world, like a last hope seems 

 a pasture, with its unspoiled margin of quiet 

 wildness. Many moods and moments we 

 have when we need the greater voices of 

 nature, vocal in towering mountains, sea and 

 cataract, which call and respond to the deep- 

 est deeps within us; and these by their own 

 compelling majesty have partially restrained 

 the vandal hand of man. But we also need, 

 for the more frequent and homely cravings 

 of mind and heart, those humbler delectable 

 regions of nature which are less stimulating 

 in their demand. Then it is that one may 

 find in a modest, friendly pasture many a 

 well-spring of meditation and peace. 



Laid out by its olden orthodox survey, 

 heaven itself would be but a glittering ex- 



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