My creation!',

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How the love of nature survives and lingers despite of 
the decrepitude of age, growing indeed stronger as years 
advance, and taking no heed of the dimming eye! 

It recalls the testimony of a gentle poet—"It seems to 
me, the world was never so beautiful as now, when I 
am about to leave it."

"Be glad; rejoice forever in My creation!" Isaiah 65:18