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In other days, |

When death shall give the en- | cumbered | spirit |

wings,

Its range shall be ex- | tended; | it shall | roam, Per- chance, among those | vast mys- | terious | spheres ; |

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Shall pass from | orb to | orb, | and | dwell in | each, | Familiar with its | children; || learn their | laws, And share their | state, | and | study and a- | dore The | infinite va- | rieties of | bliss

And | beauty,

by the | hand of | power di- | vine, |77|

Lavished on all its | works.

E-ternity |

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Shall thus | roll | on with | ever | fresh de- | light; |19| No pause of pleasure or im- | provement; || world

On | world still opening to the in- | structed | mind |

An unex-hausted | universe; and time

But | adding to its | glories; while the | soul,

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Ad- | vancing | ever to the | Source of | light

And all per- fection, lives, | a- | dores, | and

| reigns,

In | cloudless | knowledge, | purity, and | bliss. |

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H. WARE, JR.

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Is full of thee. || Forth in the | pleasing | Spring |

Thy | beauty | walks, Wide | flush the | fields;

thy | tenderness and | love. |17|

the | softening | air is | balm ; |

Echo the mountains | round; the forest | smiles; | And every sense and | every | heart is | joy. 1971

Then comes thy | glory in the | summer | months, |
With | light and | heat re- | fulgent. Then thy | sun |
Shoots | full per- | fection | through the | swelling | year; |

And oft thy | voice in | dreadful | thunder | speaks; |
And oft at dawn, | deep | noon, or | falling | eve, |
By | brooks and | groves, in | hollow-whispering | gales. |

Thy bounty | shines in | Autumn | uncon- | fined, | And spreads a common | feast for | all that | live. | In winter, | awful | thou! | with | clouds and | storms A- | round thee thrown, || tempest o'er tempest | rolled, | Majestic | darkness! | on the | whirlwind's | wing, | Riding sub- | lime thou | bidst the | world a- | dore; | And humblest | Nature with thy | northern | blast. | |

Mysterious | round! | what | skill, what | force di-|

vine, | | | | Deep felt, in these ap- pear! a simple | train, | |

Yet | so de-lightful | mixed, with | such | kind | art, | Such beauty and be- | neficence com- | bined: 771 Shade | unper- | ceived | so | softening into | shade, | And all so | forming an har- | monious | whole, | That, as they still succeed, they | ravish | still. ||

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But wandering | oft, with | brute, un- | conscious | gaze, | Man | marks not | thee; marks not the | mighty | hand | That, ever | busy, | wheels the | silent | spheres, Works in the secret | deep,

shoots | teeming | thence |

The | fair pro- | fusion that o'er- | spreads the | spring, | Flings from the sun di- | rect the flaming | day, | Feeds every creature, hurls the | tempest | forth, And as on earth this | grateful | change re- | volves, | With transport | touches | all the springs of life.

Nature attend! | join | every | living | soul |
Beneath the | spacious | temple of the | sky, |
In adoration | join, | and | ardent | raise |
One general song! | To | him, ye | vocal | gales, |
Breathe soft, whose spirit in your | freshness |
breathes:

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O | talk of him in | solitary | glooms,

Where | o'er the rock | the | scarcely | waving | pine
Fills the brown | shade with a re- | ligious | awe.

And ye whose | bolder | note is | heard a- | far, |

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Who shake the as- | tonished | world, lift | high

to | heaven |

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The impetuous | song, and say from whom you |

rage.

His | praise, ye | brooks, at- | tune,

And let me | catch it

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ye | trembling | rills, |

as I ❘ muse a- | long. 771 Ye | headlong | torrents, | rapid and pro- | found; |!

Ye softer floods that | lead the | humid | maze
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A- | long the vale; | and | thou, ma- | jestic | main, |
A secret world of | wonders in thy- | self, |79|
Sound his stu- | pendous | praise, whose greater | voice,
Or bids you | roar, or bids your roarings | cease.

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Soft | roll your | incense, | herbs, and | fruits, and | flowers, |
In mingled clouds to | him whose | sun ex- | alts; |
Whose breath per- | fumes you, and whose | pencil | paints.
Ye forests, bend; ye | harvests, | wave to | him; |
Breathe your still | song into the | reaper's | heart, |
As home he goes be- | neath the | joyous | moon.

Ye that keep watch in heaven, as | earth a- | sleep | | |

Un-conscious | lies, ef- | fuse your | mildest | beams;
Ye constel- lations, | while your | angels | strike
A- mid the spangled | sky the | silver | lyre. 771
Great source of | day! | blest | image | here be- | low

Of thy Creator, ever | pouring | wide, |
From | world to | world the | vital | ocean | round, |
On | Nature | write with | every | beam | his | praise. 771

Ye | thunders | roll; be | hushed the | prostrate | world, | While cloud to cloud re- | turns the solemn | hymn. Bleat | out a- | fresh, ye | hills; | ye | mossy | rocks, | Re-tain the sound; the | broad re- | sponsive | low, Ye | valleys, | raise, for the | Great | Shepherd | reigns, | And his un- suffering | kingdom | yet will | come. 1717 Ye | woodlands, | all a- | wake; | a | boundless | song | Burst from the groves: and when the | restless | day, Ex- | piring, | lays the | warbling | world a- | sleep, [77] Sweetest of birds, sweet | Philo- | mela, | charm The listening shades, and | teach the ❘ night | his | praise.||

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Ye chief, for whom the whole cre- | ation | smiles, | At once the head, the | heart, the tongue of

all, |

Crown the great | hymn. In | swarming | cities |

vast,

Assembled | men

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At | solemn | pauses, | through the | swelling | bass. |17|

And as each | mingling | flame in- | creases | each, |

In one united | ardor | rise to | heaven. |

Or, if you rather choose the | rural | shade, |
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And find a fane in | every | sacred | grove, |~|

There let the shepherd's | flute,

The prompting | seraph

Still sing the God of | seasons,

the | virgin's | lay, |

and the | poet's | lyre,

as they | roll.

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For me, when | I for- | get the | darling | theme, ||

Whether the blossom | blows, the summer | ray |

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