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Anon, 
fJlHERE is a tongue in every leaf— 
A voice in every rill; 
A voice that speaketh every where— 
In flood and fire, through earth and air. 
A tongue that is never still. 
’Tis the great Spirit wide diffused 
Through every thing we see, 
That with our spirits comrauneth, 
Of things mysterious,—Life and Death, 
Time and Eternity. 
I see Him in the blazing sun, 
And in the thunder-cloud ; 
I hear Him in the mighty roar 
That rusheth through the forests hoar, 
When winds are piping loud. 
