The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.
William C. Bryant
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The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep tonight.
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To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language.
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