"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant."
"How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, River and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside. Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown- Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down!"
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Source: A Child's Garden of Verses The Swing l. 1 (1885)
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