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COUNTRY PLEASURES.

JANUARY.

Nature never did betray

The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege,
Through all the years of this our life, to lead
From joy to joy: for she can so inform
The mind that is within us, so impress

With quietness and beauty, and so feed
With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues,
Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men,
Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all
The dreary intercourse of daily life,

Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb

Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold

Is full of blessings.-WORDSWORTH, Tintern Abbey.

'Tis born with all: the love of Nature's works

It is a flame that dies not even there,

Where nothing feeds it. Neither business, crowds,
Nor habits of luxurious city-life,

Whatever else they smother of true worth

In human bosoms, quench it or abate.

COWPER, The Winter Evening.

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