From the near church ascended the morning hymn with its pleasant serious melody, which attuned the soul to harmonious peace.

I rose early; I had to care for house and children.
All was cheerful and festival-like in my soul; a sweet emotion penetrated me like the enlivening breeze of spring.

Also without spring breathed.

I saw the snow melt from the roofs, and fall down in glittering drops, yet never had I seen the morning light in them so clear as now.

I saw the sparrows on the edge of the chimneys twittering to greet the morning sun.