one after one
Ah ! how unutterably tender and reverential Love becomes when it assumes the duties of the guardian , and hallows its own heart into a sanctuary of refuge for the beloved ! The beautiful lake ! We two are on its grassy margin , -- twilight melting into night ; the stars stealing forth , one after one . What a wonderful change is made within us when we come from our callings amongst men , chafed , wearied , wounded ; gnawed by our cares , perplexed by the doubts of our very wisdom , stung by the adder that dwells in cities , -- Slander ; nay , even if renowned , fatigued with the burden of the very names that we have won ! What a change is made within us when suddenly we find ourselves transported into the calm solitudes of Nature , -- into scenes familiar to our happy dreaming childhood ; back , back from the dusty thoroughfares of our toil-worn manhood to the golden fountain of our youth ! Blessed is the change , even when we have no companion beside us to whom the heart can whisper its sense of relief and joy .