This earth was never meant that we should scorn it.
The fondest scenes and fairest forms adorn it.
For all its fierceness, both of man and nature,
It stings our sense of beauty like a hornet.

Ungrateful those whose mood would not excuse it
Because a few may sully or misuse it.
So many a lofty scene and lovely creature
Grace it, how should anyone abuse it?
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