Give me the splendid, silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling,
Give me autumnal fruit ripe and red from the orchard,
Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows,
Give me an arbor, give me the trellis'd grape,
Give me fresh corn and wheat, give me serene-moving animals
teaching contentment...
-Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
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What a pleasant post for me to read at the end of my busy day.
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