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6
Natura Nutrix
At dawn she sent him a bird,
Which lured from slope up to slope.
Such singing never was heard!
The bird was Hope—
Hope was the bird.
Which lured from slope up to slope.
Such singing never was heard!
The bird was Hope—
Hope was the bird.
A star at twilight she sent,
Which shone, and filled from afar
His soul with peace and content.
Hope was the star—
The star was Hope.
Which shone, and filled from afar
His soul with peace and content.
Hope was the star—
The star was Hope.
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