Eugene Aram — Volume 04 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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English minstrels, had taught him, when a boy, came pleasantly into his
recollection, "With all, as in some rare-limn'd book, we see Here painted lectures of God's sacred will. The daisy teacheth lowliness of mind; The camomile, we should be patient still; The rue, our hate of Vice's poison ill; The woodbine, that we should our friendship hold; Our hope the savory in the bitterest cold." --[Henry Peacham.] The old man stopped from his work, as the musing figure of his guest darkened the prospect before him, and said: "A pleasant time, Sir, for the gardener!" "Ay, is it so ... you must miss the fruits and flowers of summer." "Well, Sir,--but we are now paying back the garden, for the good things it has given us.--It is like taking care of a friend in old age, who has been kind to us when he was young." Walter smiled at the quaint amiability of the idea. "'Tis a winning thing, Sir, a garden!--It brings us an object every day; and that's what I think a man ought to have if he wishes to lead a happy life." "It is true," said Walter; and mine host was encouraged to continue by |
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