Excerpt from Nature Lovers' Poems The voices of the trees and the grass like that of old time friends, are filled with echoes of the past. They stir our heartswith memories of years of fresh, dewy mornings in the springtime of life, when our spirits soared to the sky with the lark; of summer moons when, resting on the fragrant soil, we listened to the gentle voices of the night and dreamed the long, long dreams of youth. Byron well ex presses the idea thus: There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is a society where none intrudes By the deep sea, and music in its roar, I love not man the less but Nature more. Amidst the crash and chaos of the temples man has reared the purposes of God move on, and nature, His great handiwork is undisturbed by the puny struggles of the human race. Men may come and go, kings hold the scepter and depart, armies fight and pass to dust, nations rise and fall, but Nature - the work of God remains. Let him whose faith is shaken by the greed and selfishness of men, seek the solace of Nature, for there, before the works of God, he will see things truly. He who loves Nature is near God. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.