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And to the wondering Esquimaux have shown Leaves of strange shape, and fruits unlike their own.

No more then, let the incurious say, No change this world of water shows, But as the tides the moon obey, Or tempests rave, or calms repose.-- Shew them, its bounteous breast bestows On myriads life; and bid them see In every wave that circling flows, Beauty and use, and harmony— Works of the Power Supreme, who poured the flood, Round the green peopled earth, and call'd it good!