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Among Men Who Are Really Free, Every Form Of Industry Becomes More Rapidly Improved - All The Arts Flourish More Gracefully - All The Sciences Extend Their Range.

Trees Have About Them Something Beautiful And Attractive Even To The Fancy, Since They Cannot Change Their Places, Are Witnesses Of All The Changes That Take Place Around Them; And As Some Reach A Great Age, They Become, As It Were, Historical Monuments, And Like Ourselves They Have A Life, Growing And Passing Away, --not Being Inanimate And Unvarying Like The Fields And Rivers. One Sees Them Passing Through Various Stages, And At Last Step By Step Approaching Death, Which Makes Them Look Still More Like Ourselves.

Fancy Brings Us As Many Vain Hopes As Idle Fears.

True Resignation, Which Always Brings With It The Confidence That Unchangeable Goodness Will Make Even The Disappointment Of Our Hopes, And The Contradictions Of Life, Conducive To Some Benefit, Casts A Grave But Tranquil Light Over The Prospect Of Even A Toilsome And Troubled Life.

The Most Beautiful, Perhaps The Only True Philosophical Song Existing In Any Known Tongue ....perhaps The Deepest And Loftiest Thing The World Has To Show.