ABSTRACT
But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile. . . . Nature says, – he is my creature . . . . I am part and parcel of God. . . . The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister is the suggestion of an occult relation between man and the vegetable. I am not alone and unacknowledged. They nod to me, and I to them.
