Faith, Folklore, and Friends

  The year’s at the spring And day’s at the morn; Morning’s at seven                                                The hillside’s dew-pearled; The lark’s on the wing;                                   The snail’s on the thorn; God’s in His heaven -                                   All’s right with the world!                                                                               ~Robert Browning

You believe   In God, for your part?--that He who makes     Can make good things from ill things, best from worst,       As men plant tulips upon dunghills when         They wish them finest.                       - Elizabeth Barrett  Browning Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce risen three fingers well,   The wild tulip at the end of its tube, blows out its great red bell,     Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children to pick and sell.       -  Robert Browning Dutch tulips from their beds   Flaunted their stately heads.           ~James Montgomery