Thanks in advance for any assistance.
Christina
"Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that is the
inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth too deeply. Let him not
laugh too gladly when the water runs through his fingers, nor stand too
silent when the setting sun makes red the veld with fire. Let him not be
too moved when the birds of his land are singing, nor give too much of his
heart to a mountain or a valley. For fear will rob him of all if he gives
too much."
-- Alan Paton, _Cry, the Beloved Country_