A brotherhood of venerable trees.

Recognizes ever and anon The breeze of Nature stirring in his soul.

And he is oft the wisest manWho is not wise at all.

Monastic brotherhood, upon rock Aerial.

Knowing that Nature never did betray the heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, through all the years of this our life, to lead from joy to joy.

Meek Nature's evening comment on the shows That for oblivion take their daily birth From all the fuming vanities of earth.

Habit rules the unreflecting herd.