“A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.”
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Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.
I would not send a poor girl into the world, ignorant of the snares that beset her path nor would I watch and guard her, till, deprived of self-respect and self-reliance, she lost the power or the will to watch and guard herself .
If you would have your son to walk honourably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone.
Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.
