Old maids like the houseless and unemployed poor, should not ask for a place and an occupation in the world: the demand disturbs the happy and the rich.
The while He sits whose name is Love,And waits, as Noah did, for the dove,To wit if she would fly to him.He waits for us, while, houseless things,We beat about with bruised wingsOn the dark floods and water-springs,The ruined world, the desolate sea;With open windows from the primeAll night, all day, He waits sublime,Until the fulness of the timeDecreed from His eternity.jean ingelow
Look at this vigorous plant that lifts its head from the meadow, See how its leaves are turned to the north, as true as the magnet; This is the compass-flower, that the finger of God has planted Here in the houseless wild, to direct the traveller's journey. Over the sea-like, pathless, limitless waste of the desert, Such in the soul of man is faith.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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