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Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood | ||
THE WORSHIP OF NATURE.
A living poem round me breathes
Light, colour, melody, and air—
In all, divinest music wreathes,
Through earth and sky—Creation's prayer.
Light, colour, melody, and air—
In all, divinest music wreathes,
Through earth and sky—Creation's prayer.
The dreaming cloud sails by in heaven,
Its gliding shadow dims the grass,
That tranquil takes whate'er is given,
Breeze, shade, and sunshine as they pass;
Its gliding shadow dims the grass,
That tranquil takes whate'er is given,
Breeze, shade, and sunshine as they pass;
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And ever as it grows, it sings
Its own sweet hymn of lowly love;
Soft on its faintly fragrant wings,
The fairy murmur floats above.
Its own sweet hymn of lowly love;
Soft on its faintly fragrant wings,
The fairy murmur floats above.
The lightest chord of Nature's lyre,
For ever tuned to joy and praise!—
O, happy heart! join thou the choir—
With breeze and bird the anthem raise.
For ever tuned to joy and praise!—
O, happy heart! join thou the choir—
With breeze and bird the anthem raise.
As meekly springs the dew-fed grass,
With softest song, through shade and shine,
Oh! trustful let the shadows pass,
And grow to meet the light divine.
With softest song, through shade and shine,
Oh! trustful let the shadows pass,
And grow to meet the light divine.
Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood | ||