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H yes! 'tis sweet indeed to gaze
 On Nature's face so fair,
And see the varied forms and charms
 That Heaven has planted there.
That heart in truth is cold
 That can view with careless eye
Her awful mountains piercing
 The clear and deep blue sky;
Their cloud-capped summits crowned
 With everlasting snows,
While on their rugged sides
 The sunbeams calm repose;
And the roar of torrents mingling
 With the moaning of the breeze,
As it sweeps around the mountain's brow,
 Or sighs among the trees:
All these exalt and awe the mind,
 And lift the thoughts on high,—
While scenes long past, and hopes to come,
 Float past the mental eye.

And Nature has her softer scenes,
 Almost as fair and bright,—
Where gentle slopes and wooded hills
 Combine to please the sight;