I stooped and picked a leaf of fern, 
And recollected I might learn 
From books, how many myriad sorts 
Of fern exist, to trust reports. 
Each as distinct and beautiful 
As this, the very first I cull. 
Think, from the first leaf to the last ! 
Conceive, then, earth's resources ! Vast 
Exhaustless beauty, endless change 
Of w^onder ! 
Browning 
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