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beautiful is earth! my starry thoughts Look down on it from their unearthly sphere, And sing symphonious—Beautiful is earth! The lights and shadows of her myriad hills; The branching greenness of her myriad woods; Her sky-affecting rocks; her zoning sea; Her rushing, gleaming cataracts; her streams That race below, the winged clouds on high; Her pleasantness of vale and meadow!

Hush! Meseemeth through the leafy trees to ring A chime of bells to falling waters tuned;