God made a beautiful world. It had greatness that oozed like oil, but man ruined this. Man made its mark on the world, so that "the soil is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod." Through all the destruction of man, nature is never spent. God's grandeur lives on because of the Holy Ghost and the "World broods with warm breast and with ah! Bright wings."
P.S. I commented on Abbie George's post.
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