May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
May the rain fall softly upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
"Look round and round upon this bare bleak plain, and see even here, upon a winter's day, how beautiful the shadows are! Alas! it is the nature of their kind to be so. The loveliest things in life Tom, are but shadows; and they come and go, and change and fade away, as rapidly as these!"