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 From beasts that raven the wide world abroad; In rich luxuriance grow, and crown thee, Home, With graces that most charm the pure in heart. No cynic eye thy secrecy invades, To note, and noting check, love's language true, That half unconsciously, with artless art, And simplest act, some secret meaning tells. A gentle word; a glance; perchance a kiss; Or whate'er slightest ministry may prove Expressive of the fulness that o'erflows Each happy heart—so hours as minutes fly! In this, his fortress, Love in freedom reigns; Commands, obeys, nor to distinguish knows Duty and pleasure, since they here are one.

Now wakes the morn—Nature's great miracle, Repeated ever, yet for ever new— When start afresh the busy wheels of life, That through night's silent reign awhile stood still. Listen! what mingled sounds swell on the ear, While kindle Nature's slumbers into smiles!