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Miracles.
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MIRACLES.

Half of our nature lies beneath the deep;
And sometimes, as we measure out the fields,
There comes a murmur from the rooted hills.
A tremor shakes our island to its heart,
And strikes us dumb; and all the flowery land
Looks strange; and pale the autumnal-golden sun.

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