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With adoration to the glorious author Of nature's being, and stupendous frame. Oft as by fancy led, I'll range the glade Or tread the flowery lawn or climb the hill Or haunt the lonesome woods sequester'd paths Or muse along the margin of the stream; And while I visit Natures local scenes Her living beauties shall inspire my song. Flow thin my numbers [[deletion]] , [[/deletion]] on in peaceful strains For nature's peaceful scenes, I mean to sing In rural verse; and hail the great Creator In heartfelt praise, while mental gratitude Glows in my raptur'd breast, and mental love Unutterable; sublime! stupendous theme! Language celestial might exhaust her stores in numbers great, at heaven's high festival By laureat Seraph sung, whose boldest flights But still proclaim, how much is left unsung. Yet shall my humbler muse aspire to rise In rings of praise, towards the Eternal's throne while I his gifts receive, and breathe his air
