Nature, exerting an unwearied power,Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower.

Three years she grew in sun and shower,/ Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower/ On earth was never sown;/ This child I to myself will take;/ She shall be mine, and I will make/ A Lady of my own.

Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature.

Nature, exerting an unwearied power, Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower; Spreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads The dancing Naiads through the dewy meads.

Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.

Each flower is a soul blossoming out to nature