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'How read the sky?'—'Yes, father, yes—
I saw a beauteous rainbow there,
And then I thought, how fair it is—
And read, God made it fair;
You say that everywhere around
Lessons of wisdom may be found.
'O, father, tell me how I can
Read all I see in earth or sky?'
'My son, the God who fashioned man
Can guide his heart and eye,
To him as to thy Master look—
He made, and he can teach the book.'
THE BRIGHT HEARTH.
Now the gloomy winter days,
Clouds and storms are coming on,
But our cheerful hearth doth blaze
Brighter than the summer sun.
