At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
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At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill
And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove.

I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn read more

I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn garner to the end of time.
I trust in God--the right shall be the right
And other than the wrong, while he endures;
I trust in my own soul, that can perceive
The outward and the inward, Nature's good
And God's.

Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.

Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.

I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.

I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.

This very moment is a seed from which the flowers of tomorrow's happiness grow.

This very moment is a seed from which the flowers of tomorrow's happiness grow.

Man must go back to nature for information.

Man must go back to nature for information.

The Sun, Moon and Stars are there to guide us.

The Sun, Moon and Stars are there to guide us.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

Sentimentality about nature denatures everything it touches.

Sentimentality about nature denatures everything it touches.