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PLEASANT PROSPECT.
[From Scenes in the Wood. Suggested by Robert Schumann.]Hail, free, clear heavens! above our heads again,
With white-winged clouds that melt before the sun:
Hail, good green earth! with blossoms, grass and grain:
O'er the soft rye what silvery ripples run!
What tawny shadows! Slowly we have won
This high hill's top: on the wood's edge we stand,
While like a sea below us rolls the land.
The meadows blush with clover, and the air
Is honeyed with its keen but spicy smell;
In silence graze the kine, but everywhere
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Where hearths are set curled wreaths of vapor tell;
Life's grace and promise win the soul again;
Hope floods the heart like sunshine after rain.
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