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And hark ! bow blithe the Throstle sings ! 
He, too, is no mean preacher : 
Come forth into the light of things, 
Let nature be sour teacher. 
She has a world of reads wealth, 
Our minds and hearts to bless — 
Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health. 
Truth breathed by cheerful/;. . 
r rom a vernal wood 
May teach j i -. re of man, 
Of ■■■ ■ ,:l evil and of good, 
I v all the sages can. 
