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...the sunny fields, to the forest glades! Is there not religion there? Listen to the sky-piercing lark. 'Like a star of heaven, ' In the broad day-light '...Thou art unseen, but, yet I hear thy shrill delight." Hear and heed ! for the bird's song is a holier hymn than the organ-aided Те Deum. The air is filled...

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