text:  All was repose--and peace--and harmony; The flocks upon the soft knolls resting lay Or straying nibbled at the pastures green; Up from its clovery lurking-place the hare Arose; the pheasant from the coppice stray'd; The cony from its hole disporting leapt; The cattle in the bloomy meadows lay Ruminant; the shy foal scarcely swerved aside At our approach from under the tall tree Of his delight shaking his forelocks long In wanton play; while overhead his hymn As 'twere to herald the approach of night With all her gathering stars the blackbird sang Melodiously mellifluously and Earth Look'd up reflecting back the smiles of Heaven! For Innocence o'er hill and dale again Seem'd to have spread her mantle and the voice Of all but joy in grove and glade was hush'd