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The UNIVERSE.
Behold the Forest Trees, a beauteous Scene!
Diff'rent their Structure, various is their Green:
The graceful Pine, the princely Cedar rise,
Proud Sons of Earth! and lift them to the Skies.
In colder Climes, their stately Heads as high,
Fierce Winter Storms the stubborn Oaks defy;
With Loads of Acorns over-spread the Ground,
And see their Offspring rising wide around.
Behold their leafy Tops, how fair they show!
Know'st Thou the Laws whereby their Juices flow
Upward 'gainst Nature's Course? What Pipes convey
Those gen'rous Streams which make them fresh and gay?
Diff'rent their Structure, various is their Green:
The graceful Pine, the princely Cedar rise,
Proud Sons of Earth! and lift them to the Skies.
In colder Climes, their stately Heads as high,
Fierce Winter Storms the stubborn Oaks defy;
With Loads of Acorns over-spread the Ground,
And see their Offspring rising wide around.
Behold their leafy Tops, how fair they show!
Know'st Thou the Laws whereby their Juices flow
Upward 'gainst Nature's Course? What Pipes convey
Those gen'rous Streams which make them fresh and gay?
Does this seem strange?—much stranger yet remains.
Nothing brings forth but what itself contains:
'Tis Nature's constant Law that ev'ry Thing
From Parents like itself, in order, spring:
She no spontaneous Production knows,
But Life, in regular Progressions, flows.
Nothing brings forth but what itself contains:
'Tis Nature's constant Law that ev'ry Thing
From Parents like itself, in order, spring:
She no spontaneous Production knows,
But Life, in regular Progressions, flows.
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