[The gallery also includes] View of the Round-Top in the Catskill Mountains, ... Fulton Street and Market. |
How lovely are the portals of the night, when stars come out to watch the daylight die. |
Last of the Mohicans, |
Nature has spread for us a rich and delightful banquet. Shall we turn from it? ... We are still in Eden. |
None know how often the hand of God is seen in a wilderness but them that rove it for a man's life. |
The ills of discrimination are still with us. We have to continue the tenacity and vigilance of the 1960s. Racial understanding is not something we find; it's something we create. |