Sunrise and such

I stood upon the hills, when heaven's wide arch
Was glorious with the sun's returning march,

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And woods were brightened, and soft gales
Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.

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I heard the distant waters dash,
I saw the current whirl and flash,

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And richly, by the blue lake's silver beach,
The woods were bending with a silent reach.

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If thou art worn and hard beset
With sorrows, that thou wouldst forget,

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If thou wouldst read a lesson, that will keep
Thy heart from fainting and thy soul from sleep,

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Go to the woods and hills! No tears
Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.

--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow