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EVENTIDE IN THE COUNTRY.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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EVENTIDE IN THE COUNTRY.

This cottage door, this gentle gale,
Hay-scented, whispering round,
Yon path-side rose, that down the vale
Breathes incense from the ground,
Methinks should from the dullest clod
Invite a thankful heart to God.
But, Lord, the violet, bending low,
Seems better moved to praise;
From us what scanty blessings flow,
How voiceless close our days!
Father, forgive us, and the flowers
Shall lead in prayer the vesper hours.