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“And harshly grated human Discords there:
“He passed unheeded when the storm was o'er,
“And left no measured ravage: Not the man
“Of boisterous Nature was our foe; that man
“Was Nature still, and her behests obeyed.
“The Man of Art, is NATURE's foe and man's
“And God's. His desolating axe wastes all,
“That speaks a GOD Creator of the Land;
“And marks it for his own. The ground not then
“Yields an impartial feast to man, to fowl,
“And all the Family of GOD; but trained
“To furnish famine, mocks at GOD and all.
“No shades are holy, nor are rural scenes.
“The Man of Art proscribes all Nature; marks
“For dread the embowring thicket formed for Love
“And Love's delights of Peace; and wise in this
“Career of Ruin, he; for LOVE itself
“Is the first dread—LOVE the first great terror
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“And yet is LOVE the Universal Friend:
“And, (hear the choir of NATURE, MAN and GOD!)
“The Man of Art, the Universal Foe!
“He dreads himself—hates LOVE he can't subdue—
“His GOD arraigns—all NATURE desolates!
“But hence, let NATURE rise and reign in Man!
“And him destroy who has destroyed the Earth;
“While GOD inspires, and LOVE unites the World!”
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