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I felt this was no common spot For any common thought, The place's own calm sanctity Within my spirit wrought.

The cave was dark and damp, it spoke Of penance and of prayer, Remorse, that scarcely dared to hope, And heavy grief were there.

But at the entrance was a scene Which seemed expressly given, To bring the heart again to earth, Yet win it back to heaven.

For so benign an influence Was falling from the sky, And, like a blessing on the earth, The sunshine seemed to lie:

The long green grass was full of life, And so was every tree, On every bough there was a bud, In every bud a bee.

And life hath such a gladdening power Thus in its joy arrayed, The God who made the world so fair, Must love what he has made.