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The Greater World.

When you forget the beauty of the scene Where you draw breath and sleep, Leave city walls for gleams of sky that lean To hills where forests creep. The heights, the fields, the wide-winged air Make the embracing day; Rot city streets. That little life of care Steals our great joys away. Live with the spaces, wake with bird and cloud, with the elm ; Our home is nature, even to the proud Arcs of the sunset’s realm. Then say the scene God made is glorious! Breathe deep and smile again. The glow and noble dusks, victoiions, Disperse regrets and pain. —‘ fioiibner’s ’ for May.

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The Greater World., Evening Star, Issue 8030, 5 October 1889, Supplement

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The Greater World. Evening Star, Issue 8030, 5 October 1889, Supplement

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