The Eternity of Nature

"The coming and the going of the light,

The pure stars shining, wheeling through the night,

The rousing and the onset of the storm,

Love's happy voices when the days are warm,

The call of flocks, the humming of the bee,

The lay and leafage of the greenwood tree,

The long melodious sorrowing of the hill,

The fall of dream when all the world is still -

What charms these never had, they have it now;

Nature, eternal youth is on her brow,

Beauty is hers, for ever round her way,

Not hers, but ours, the roses of a day."

John Vance Cheney

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"Great Thoughts from Master Minds", 1899