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HYMN TO NATURE.
Goddess of the green retreats,
Thee my boundless worship greets!
Every hill and every dell
Has for me a druid cell,
Every leafy fane of thine
Holds for me a holy shrine.
Where the river flows and flaunts,
Wide astray from human haunts;
Where the ruin's lonely mass
Clouds it's waters as they pass;
Thee my boundless worship greets!
Every hill and every dell
Has for me a druid cell,
Every leafy fane of thine
Holds for me a holy shrine.
Where the river flows and flaunts,
Wide astray from human haunts;
Where the ruin's lonely mass
Clouds it's waters as they pass;
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Where the light and frolic fawn
Bounds among the dews of dawn;
Where at noon, by pool or brook,
Crowds the herd in wild-wood nook;
Where at eve from toil released,
Rests the meek disburthen'd beast—-
Wheresoe'er my footsteps roam,
Nature, still I find a home:
And in every bower of thine
Still my worship finds a shrine!
Bounds among the dews of dawn;
Where at noon, by pool or brook,
Crowds the herd in wild-wood nook;
Where at eve from toil released,
Rests the meek disburthen'd beast—-
Wheresoe'er my footsteps roam,
Nature, still I find a home:
And in every bower of thine
Still my worship finds a shrine!
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