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yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays.
That sun surveys a lovely scene From softly smiling skies; And wildly
through unnumbered trees The wind of winter sighs:
Now loudit thunders o'er my headAnd now in distance dies. But
give me back my barren hills Where colder breezes rise;
Where scarce the scatteredstunted trees Can yield an answering swell
But where a wilderness of heath Returns the sound as well.
For yonder gardenfair and wideWith groves of evergreenLong
winding walksand borders trimAnd velvet lawns between;
Restore to me that little spotWith gray walls compassed round
Where knotted grass neglected liesAnd weeds usurp the ground.
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VANITAS VANITATUMOMNIA VANITAS.
In all we doand hearand seeIs restless Toil and Vanity. While yet
the rolling earth abidesMen come and go like ocean tides;
And ere one generation diesAnother in its place shall rise; THAT
sinking soon into the graveOthers succeedlike wave on wave;
And as they risethey pass away. The sun arises every dayAnd
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