But there was no help for it; so he kissed Mary and was grateful.
Moreover, the day was beautiful.

In the morning they walked to church through the Abbey plantations, which run for nearly half a mile along the edge of the cliff.

The rime lay thick upon the pines and firs--every little needle had its separate coat of white whereon the sun's rays glistened.

The quiet sea, too, shone like some gigantic emerald, and in the sweet stillness the song of a robin perched upon the bending bough of a young poplar sounded pure and clear.
Yet it was not this calm and plenty, this glittering ocean flecked with white sails, and barred by delicate lines of smoke, this blue and happy sky, nor all the other good things that were given to him in such abundance, which steeped his heart in Sabbath rest.

Although he sought no inspiration from such drugs, and, indeed, was a stranger to them, rather was his joy the joy of the opium-eater while the poison works; the joy of him who after suffering long nights of pain has found their antidote, and perhaps for the first time appreciates the worth of peace, however empty.