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the sun's course and folds up its large 

 golden petals at noon-day ; the mouse-ear 

 hawkweed, that announces their breakfast- 

 hour ; and the scarlet pimpernel, which tells 

 them when their work is done. The plough- 

 man often leaves his horses to look on these 

 time-pieces of Nature's making, and harvest- 

 men love to sit by them when they rest from 

 their work at noon. 



! there are symbols which the world heeds not ; 



Symbols of things unseen, which, in high heaven, 

 Are made much count of, though by man forgot ; 



And yet to weary man in mercy given. 

 That he who toils beside the sedgy brink 



Of some lone stream, 'mid flowers, or grass, or 

 ferns. 

 Plying his daily task, may soothly think 



Of heavenly things, until his bosom burns 

 With holiest thoughts, pure as the gushing rill. 

 Or heaven's own whisp'ring wind, o'er dale and 

 hill. 



