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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420834" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LINES WRITTEN AFTER A SUMMER DAY'S EXCURSION.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair Nature's priestesses! to whom,<br>In hieroglyph of bud and bloom,<br>Her mysteries are told;<br>Who, wise in lore of wood and mead,<br>The seasons' pictured scrolls can read,<br>In lessons manifold!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thanks for the courtesy, and gay<br>Good-humor, which on Washing Day<br>Our ill-timed visit bore;<br>Thanks for your graceful oars, which broke<br>The morning dreams of Artichoke,<br>Along his wooded shore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Varied as varying Nature's ways,<br>Sprites of the river, woodland fays,<br>Or mountain nymphs, ye seem;<br>Free-limbed Dianas on the green,<br>Loch Katrine's Ellen, or Undine,<br>Upon your favorite stream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The forms of which the poets told,<br>The fair benignities of old,<br>Were doubtless such as you;<br>What more than Artichoke the rill<br>Of Helicon? Than Pipe-stave hill<br>Arcadia's mountain-view?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No sweeter bowers the bee delayed,<br>In wild Hymettus' scented shade,<br>Than those you dwell among;<br>Snow-flowered azaleas, intertwined<br>With roses, over banks inclined<br>With trembling harebells hung!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A charmed life unknown to death,<br>Immortal freshness Nature hath;<br>Her fabled fount and glen<br>Are now and here: Dodona's shrine<br>Still murmurs in the wind-swept pine,--<br>All is that e'er hath been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Beauty which old Greece or Rome<br>Sung, painted, wrought, lies close at home;<br>We need but eye and ear<br>In all our daily walks to trace<br>The outlines of incarnate grace,<br>The hymns of gods to hear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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Fair Nature's priestesses! to whom,
In hieroglyph of bud and bloom,
Her mysteries are told;
Who, wise in lore of wood and mead,
The seasons' pictured scrolls can read,
In lessons manifold!

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