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Heaven above is softer blue, Earth around is sweeter green, Something lives in every hue, Christless eyes have never seen. Birds with...

He would declare and could himself believe That the birds there in all the garden round From having heard the daylong voice of Eve Had...

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and...