The Happy Garden 



and with what gladness does one say : " The moon 

 is full to-night." 



Danger is almost past then, and anxiety can 

 shift from the orchard to some other part of the 

 garden. It is all anxiety passing swiftly to pride 

 and pleasure, with the march of summer through 

 all the lurking perils of the early year. 



The orchard is the pivot of the whole design 

 of the garden. At one side, cut off by a hedge of 

 Rugosa roses, is the fruit garden, and on the other, 

 running out of it, are lawns and flower beds. On 

 one side is land tilled for the profit of the body, 

 on the other, all is for the nurture of the spirit, 

 through the senses. So all the appetites can be 

 fed, and, lying in a hammock under the apple trees, 

 one may turn to the east and think greedily of 

 strawberries and raspberries, and asparagus, and 

 artichokes, and peas ; or, wearying of that, one 

 may turn to the west, and feast on colour, and 

 the song of birds, and watch the moving shadows 

 and the sun dappling the lawn under the trees. 

 Then, all being well, and the mind being free, one 

 may weave dreams and fantasies, peep through 

 the woods and pretend to see fauns and nymphs, 

 or the spirit of the men of ancient days hovering 

 about the hills on which they camped and fought. 

 Probably there will be old women and children 



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