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XXXI.
Whitens the green field, daisy-strewn;
A richer fragrance loads the breeze;
Full-flowering meadows sweep, tall-grown,
The bending boughs of greener trees.
A richer fragrance loads the breeze;
Full-flowering meadows sweep, tall-grown,
The bending boughs of greener trees.
Whitens the thorn, like yonder snow
That crowns, not clothes, the hills aloof:
Empurpled skies more darkly glow
Through chasms of denser forest roof.
That crowns, not clothes, the hills aloof:
Empurpled skies more darkly glow
Through chasms of denser forest roof.
The silver treble of the bird
O'erruns her music's graver base
That golden murmur always heard
That dins the universal space,
O'erruns her music's graver base
That golden murmur always heard
That dins the universal space,
Commingled sound of insect swarm
And vagrant bee, and wandering stream,
And workings of the woodlands warm
By summer yearnings touched in dream.
And vagrant bee, and wandering stream,
And workings of the woodlands warm
By summer yearnings touched in dream.
O Nature, make thy children thine!
Erase the stain; burn out the blot;
Like her of Mothers most benign,
The sole that, loving, flatters not.
Erase the stain; burn out the blot;
Like her of Mothers most benign,
The sole that, loving, flatters not.
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