One with Nature

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One with Nature

I have a fellowship with every shade

Of changing nature: with the tempest hour

My soul goes forth to claim her early dower

Of living princedom; and her wings have stayed

Amidst the wildest uproar undismayed!

Yet she hath often owned a better power,

And blessed the gentle coming of the shower,

The speechless majesty of love arrayed

In lowly virtue, under which disguise

Full many a princely thing hath passed her by;

And she from homely intercourse of eyes

Hath gathered visions wider than the sky,

And seen the withered heart of man arise

Peaceful as God, and full of majesty.