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THE MUSIC OF NATURE
Children-like insects dancing in the sun;Bees like the busy crowds in labour's power;
Rainfalls shed music in the drops that run
Out from the brimful spring and wet each flower,
Bending its features downward, like a nun
Musing upon her shadow, by the light
That makes the surface glass-like and conveys
Reflection; dimpling streams give music bright
To hushing showers, as echoes of sweet praise
And instances of thought in wisdom's ways;
The great Orion and the Pleiades
Pervade the spheres and thrones celestial crowned,
And all ascensive nature, by degrees,
Is omnipresent with melodious sound.
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