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Introductory Verses

OH! blest art thou, whose steps may

Through the green paths of vale and grove,

Or, leaving all their charms below,

Climb the wild mountain's airy brow;

And gaze afar o'er cultured plains,

And cities with their stately fanes,

And forests, that beneath thee lie,

And ocean mingling with the sky.

For man can show thee nought so fair,

As Nature's varied marvels there;

And if thy pure and artless

Can feel their grandeur, thou art blest!

For thee the stream in beauty flows,

For thee the gale of summer blows,

And, in deep glen and wood-walk free,

Voices of joy still breathe for thee.

But happier far, if then thy

Can soar to Him who made the whole,

If to thine eye the simplest

Portray His bounty and His power.

If, in whate'er is bright or grand,

Thy mind can trace His viewless hand,

If Nature's music bid thee

Thy song of gratitude and praise;

If heaven and earth, with beauty fraught,

Lead to His throne thy raptured thought,

If there thou lov'st His love to read,

Then, wanderer, thou art blest indeed.

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Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Felicia Dorothea Hemans (25 September 1793 – 16 May 1835) was an English poet. Two of her opening lines, "The boy stood on the burning deck" and…

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