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Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful world,
with the wonderful water around you curled,
and the wonderful grass upon your breast-
World, you are beautifully dressed!
The wonderful air is over me,
and the wonderful wind is shaking the tree;
it walks on the water, and whirls the mills,
and talks to itself on the top of the hills.
You, friendly earth, how far do you go,
With the wheat-fields that nod, and the rivers that flow,
with cities and gardens and cliffs and isles
and people upon you, for thousands of miles?
Ah! You are so great and I am so small,
I tremble, to think of you, World, at all;
and yet, when I said my prayers today,
a whisper inside me seemed to say:
"You are more than the earth, though you are such a dot;
you can love and think, and the earth cannot!"
By: William Brighty Rands
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