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Tho' Fortune, Emily, deny To us these splendid works of art, The woods, the lawns, the heaths supply Lessons from Nature to the heart.

In every copse, and shelter'd dell, Unveil'd to the observant eye, Are faithful monitors, who tell How pass the hours and seasons by.

The green robed children of the Spring Will mark the periods as they pass, Mingle with leaves Time's feather'd wing, And bind with flowers his silent glass.