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Man in Harmony with Nature

THE FLOWERS I pass have eyes that look at me,

The birds have ears that hear my spirit’s voice,

And I am glad the leaping brook to see,

Because it does at my light step rejoice.

Come, brothers all, who tread the grassy hill,

Or wander thoughtless o’er the blooming fields,

Come, learn the sweet obedience of the will;

Then every sight and sound new pleasure yields.

Nature shall seem another house of thine,

When he who formed thee bids it live and play:

And in thy rambles e’en the creeping vine

Shall keep with thee a jocund holiday;

And every plant and bird and insect be

Thine own companions born for harmony.