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Once on a time, from scenes of light, 
An angel winged his airy flight; 
Down to this earth, in haste he came, 
And wrote, in lines of living flame. 
These words on everything he met: 
“Cheer up, he not discouraged yet” 
—John 8. Adams* 
How oft, through grass and moss are seen 
Tanned bright for want of showers, 
Still keeps the ling* its darksome green, 
Thick set with little flowers. 
Heath is a plant of the genus Erica ( E. Vulgaris ), hearing beauti¬ 
ful flowers. Its leaves are small, and continue green all the year;—also 
called ling, —common Heath. 
Solitude. 
B HTTRE constant solitude is a state which few are able to bear—which 
few should seek. 
A man in solitude, whom sloth often warps, or whose conversation, 
directly or indirectly, is not always with God and His holy angels, is his 
oivn most dangerous tempter and worst enemy. 
Aristotle, having defined man a social creature, or one born for 
society, added, that he who lives alone must be either a god or a, beast. But 
that philosopher ivas unacquainted with the happiness of religious contem¬ 
plation. The ancient Christian proverb is more exact, that he who lives ; 
ahvays alone is either an angel or a devil. 
Heath. 
