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Yet thence in smaller parties drawn the




Yet thence, in smaller parties drawn,
the sea recovers her lost hills;
And starting springs from ev'ry lawn
surprise the vales with plenteous rills.


The fields' tame beasts are thither led,
weary with labor, faint with drought:
And asses, on wild mountains bred,
have sense to find these currents out.


Their shady trees, from scorching beams,
yield shelter to the feathered throng;
They drink, and to the bounteous streams
return the tribute of their song.


His rains from heav'n parched hills recruit,
that soon transmit the liquid store,
Till earth is burdened with her fruit,
and nature's lap can hold no more.


Grass for our cattle to devour,
he makes the growth of ev'ry field;
Herbs for man's use, of various pow'r,
that either food or physic yield.


With clustered grapes he crowns the vine,
to cheer man's heart, oppressed with cares.
Gives oil that makes his face to shine,
and corn that wasted strength repairs.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1696,1821
      Bible Refs: Ps 104:10-15;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1821# 104
      MUSIC
      Name: SEASONS
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates:
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        LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 800Ab
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