The Long Ago by J. W. (Jacob William) Wright
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did in the Long Ago. The bird-songs are as tuneful now as they were
then. The sun is shining just as golden and as genial this moment as it did when we sat on the beams of the mill-race and felt on our faces the spray of tumbling waters sun-warmed in the air. We need only open our hearts and let the sunshine in! And Youth and Age, blended and rejoicing, will go hand in hand along the path of life to its far goal bestowing upon us all the freshness of the dew-damp morning, all the vigor of the strenuous noon, and all the peace and calm assurance of the star-lit night. |
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