"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant."
"Go, little book, and wish to all Flowers in the garden, meat in the hall, A bin of wine, a spice of wit, A house with lawns enclosing it, A living river by the door, A nightingale in the sycamore!"
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Source: 'Underwoods' (1887) 'Envoy'.
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