The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest not — Thomas Gray

The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.

Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude [1754], l. 49

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