The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.
~Charlotte Bronte
“… A lofty place he does not love,
But sits by choice, and well at ease,
In hedges and in little trees…
and there he sings
Till all the field with pleasure rings …”
~Henry Van Dyke
… Hail and ice, and ice and hail,
Water frozen in the pail.
See the robins, brown and red,
They are waiting to be fed.
Poor dears, battling in the gale!
Hail and ice, and ice and hail.
~Katherine Mansfield
… Then blow, Winds, blow!
And rave and shriek,
And snarl and snow
Till your breath grows weak–
While here in my room
I’m as snugly shut
As a glad little worm
In the heart of a nut!
~James Whitcomb Riley