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One ramble through the woods with me,


Thou dear companion Of my days! Y
Those mighty woods, how quietly h sAV


They sleep in autumn's golden haze!
The gay leaves, twinkling in the breeze,


Sill to the forest branches cling, 5as
They lie like blossoms on the trees-Ae,


The brightest blossoms Of the spring.
Flowers linger in each sheltered nook,


And still the cheerful song of bird,
And murmur of the bee and brook, Ea a'i


Through all lhequiet groves is heard; b
And call Of kline that sauntering browse,


And squirrel, chirping as he hides,
Where gorgeonsly, with crimson boughs,


The creeper clothes the oaks grey sides.
How mild the light in all the skies! .-g3sa


How balmy this south wind blows!
The smile of God around us lies,


His rest IS in this deep repose.
These whispers Of the flowing air, f3H5e


These waters that in music tall, ass A,
These sounds Of peaceful life, declare


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Then let us to the forest shade, al s


And roam its path the live long day; 81, 4
These glorious hours Were never made RI
In lfe's duh cares 10 waste away.
Well wander by the running stream, f


And pull the wild grape hanging DER,
And list the fishers startling scream, a.s NJ.


That perches BY the pebbly shore, II ~,
And when the sun, to his repose H
Links in the rosy west at even, ft)fT
And over field and forest throws
A hue that makes them mike heaven.
We'll overlook the glorious land, 'a


From the green brink oil yonder height,
And silently adore the hand, r a..y ,.
7 That made our land so fair so bright.