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HOW often in some rapturous mood,
When nature seemed most fair, have I
Looked up with gladness to the sky
And thought men beautiful and good.
And when the day was bright at birth,
Nor clouds nor darkness hindering,
I strove with upturned face to sing
Of nature, and its charms on earth.
But soon the night, the mournful rain,
Were mingled with the moaning wind; -
My lyre with discord was entwined,
And I would curse the world again.
So when I saw how human art
Made friendship but a treacherous veil,
My lyre was shattered by the gale; -
And burst my too confiding heart!
L. L. E.
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