Book First Discoveries. — B. C. to 1607 A. D.
“Through the ages one increasing purpose runs,
And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of the suns.”
Tennyson.
“Here are old trees, tall oaks and gnarled pines
That stream with gray, green mosses; here the ground
Was never touched by spade, and flowers spring up
Unsown and die ungathered. It is sweet
To linger here among the flitting birds
And leaping squirrels, wandering brooks, and winds
That shake the leaves and scatter as they pass
A fragrance from the cedars thickly set
With pale blue berries. In their peaceful shades,
Peaceful, unpruned, immeasurably old,
My thoughts go up the long, dim path of years
Back to the earliest days.”
Bryant.
“That would be wooed and not unsought be won.”
Shakespeare.