Nature (a quatrain)

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Title:     Nature (a quatrain)
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson [More Titles by Emerson]

Boon Nature yields each day a brag which we now first behold,
And trains us on to slight the new, as if it were the old:
But blest is he, who, playing deep, yet haply asks not why,
Too busied with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.

[The end]
Ralph Waldo Emerson's poem: Nature (a quatrain)

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