All nature has a feeling woods fields brooks
Are life eternal—& in silence they
Speak happiness—beyond the reach of books
There's nothing mortal in them—their decay
Is the green life of change to pass away
& come again in blooms revivified
Its birth was heaven eternal is its stay
& with the sun & moon shall still abide
Beneath their night & day & heave[n] wide
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