PIPPA’S SONG.

Ashburton Guardian, Volume 61, Issue 250, 4 August 1941, Page 4

PIPPA’S SONG.

“God's in His heaven all’s right with the world.” True, it was a little Italian seamstress who, birdlike, sang that all’s well, and believed it, moreover,” says-the “Liverpool Post,” “and she must have been ignorant of quite a lot of untoward happenings beyond her innocent experience. Nevertheless she had'her tiny clouds, her pains and disappointments just as tiny; and although they were of no account if set in proportion with the universal scheme, surely to her they were important as clouds and pains and disappointments can possibly be. And yet she, the holi-day-making Pippa, was able to look past them and see nothing hut good in the durable world. The season that is dedicated to awakening orchards and gardens, children and woodland creatures, was as green-golden as over; the hillside “dew-pearl’d,” the lark on the wing, the snail on the thorn. Socrates urged that each man ought to cultivate the habit of the soul, “gathering and collecting into herself from all sides out of the body, the dwelling in her. own place alone, as in another life, so also in this life as far as she can.” So Pippa’s song had great authority; and if our home thoughts are turned as the wise Greek philosopher would have us turn them, wo also shall know with irresistible conviction that, just as nothing can stop the lilac from blossoming, the mountains from shining in the sun nothing, not even the darkest cloud—nor man’s eyes from lifting to the mountains, so nothing can stop life from keeping its lovely rhythm and harmony, nothing can deprive our inmost hearts of the old, simple belief that all’s right with the woylcl,