Lovely human play is like the play of the sun. There’s a worker
for you. He, steady to his time, is set as a strong man to run
his course, but also, he rejoiceth as a strong man to run his
course. See how he plays in the morning, with the mists below,
and the clouds above, with a ray here and a flash there, and a
shower of jewels everywhere--that’s the sun’s play; and great
human play is like his--all various--all full of light and life,
and tender, as the dew of the morning.--JOHN RUSKIN.
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