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THE POETRY OF FLOW ESS. 
Ye speak of human life, 
Its mystery—the beautiful and brief; 
Its sudden fading 'midst the tempest strife, 
Even as a delicate leaf. 
And, more than all, ye speak 
Of might, and power, of mercy, of the One 
Eternal, who hath strew’d you fair and meek, 
To glisten in the sun ; 
To gladden all the earth 
With bright and beauteous emblems of his gracQ, 
That showers its gifts of uncomputed worth 
In every clime and place. 
