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On a Beautiful Landscape
Beautiful landscape! I could look on thee
For hours, unmindful of the storm and strife,
And mingled murmurs of tumultuous life.
Here, all is still as fair the stream, the tree,
The wood, the sunshine on the bank: no tear
No thought of time’s swift wing, or closing night
Which comes to steal away the long sweet light,
No sighs of sad humanity are here.
Here is no tint of mortal change the day
Beneath whose light the dog and peasant-boy
Gambol with look, and almost bark, of joy
Still seems, though centuries have passed, to stay.
Then gaze again, that shadowed scenes may teach
Lessons of peace and love, beyond all speech.
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