Poem by Helen Gray Cone

Compensation

  The brook ran laughing from the shade,
    And in the sunshine danced all day:
  The starlight and the moonlight made
    Its glimmering path a Milky Way.

  The blue sky burned, with summer fired;
    For parching fields, for pining flowers,
  The spirits of the air desired
    The brook's bright life to shed in showers.

  It gave its all that thirst to slake;
    Its dusty channel lifeless lay;
  Now softest flowers, white-foaming, make
    Its winding bed a Milky Way.

1. The Contrast
2. Isolation
3. Sister Snow
4. In Winter, with the Book We Read in Spring
5. The Gifts of the Oak

Ralph Emerson Compensation ("Why should I keep holiday")

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