Nature

The bard of Rydal Mount spake well—
But Nature for herself speaks, too;
Nor any secret had to tell
To him, that's hid from me and you.
For us she gems the sapphire sky;
For us her mountains cleave the air;
And he that sees with Nature's eye
Sees everything that's good and fair.
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