To him who in the love of Nature holds 

 Communion with her visible forms, she speaks 

 A various language ; for his gayer hours 

 She has a voice of gladness, and a smile 

 And eloquence of beauty, and she glides 

 Into his darker musings with a mild 

 And healing sympathy, that steals away 

 Their sharpness, ere he is aware.' 



Bryant. 



