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I listened to the whispering pines;
Great rustling oaks their shadows cast,
And slender birches bowed their heads
When summer breezes passed.
I looked abroad o'er field and wood;
The placid lake lay calm and still;
Such beauteous peace, with silent joy
My inmost soul did thrill.
When human hearts are deepest stirred,
Responses are not voiced in word.

C. H. L.

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