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Rh The wise words in the printed books Dazzle her mind, till it cannot see; A simple, ignorant girl is she; But, here, in Nature’s heart she looks, And finds there—God, immediately.

God smiles at her in the austere sweet gloaming That muffles the feet of the coming dawn; God's hand smoothes out the fair long morn; God rides the waters, thro’ all their roaming, And hangs the cool stars over the corn.

’Twas God that bade the downs outspread All their heart to the large-ey’d sky. —In ceaseless worship do they lie With ever His puissance overhead Mirror’d in their humility: