SWAYING TREE TOPS 



me a certain interest awakened by the 

 view of far-stretching woodland and 

 hillside, but the vale was limited. In 

 sight was its border, and I knew all 

 that lay beyond. 



Some lives are like this wintry vale. 

 We should not consider a cold, stern 

 life as deserving censure. There 

 may have been a winter in that life. 

 The only thing that justly deserves 

 censure is the limited prospect, which 

 is so often in evidence. There is 

 no extent of view. It is shut in 

 you see all at a glance. This only, the 

 limitation, may properly be disap- 

 proved. 



That vale, which is so barren and 

 desolate to-day, may become clothed 

 with the beauty of verdure in a few 

 months. Then I shall not notice even 



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