nature's teachings.
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And when the Autumn winds all mournful sighThrough leafless branches, then go forth and storeThy mind with thoughts of death, and read once more The lesson of thine own mortality.Ay, wander forth with Nature, every glade,Each leafy aisle amid the forest's shadeThe lightning's flash—the thunder's awful roll— The rainbow's arch—the dazzling orb of day— The silent moon upon her pathless way—All have mysterious tones to pierce the human soul.
