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Not undelightful now to roamThe wild heath sparkling on the sight;Not undelightful now to pace The forest's ample rounds;
And see the spangled branches shine,And mark the moss of many a hueThat varies the old tree's brown bark, Or o'er the grey stone spreads.
The cluster'd berries claim the eyeO'er the bright hollies gay green leaves;The ivy round the leafless oak Clasps its full foliage close.
So Virtue diffident of strengthClings to Religion's firmer aid,And by Religion's aid upheld Endures calamity.
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