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A rural church; some scattered cottage roofs,From whose secluded hearths the thin blue smoke,
Silently wreathing through the breezeless air,
Ascended, mingling with the summer sky;
A rustic bridge, mossy and weather-stained;
A fairy streamlet, singing to itself;
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In foliaged beauty—of these elements,
And only these, the simple scene was formed.
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