Энн Шарлотта Линч Ботта (Anne Charlotte Lynch Botta)

Durand

Upon his canvas Nature starts to life,
  Clear waters flow, majestic trees arise, --
The earth and air with beauty's shapes are rife,
  And over all there bend his glorious skies.

Yes, this is Nature -- living, breathing, warm,
  Ere yet her face the blight and storm have crossed;
Yes, this is Nature, in that radiant form
  She wore of old, ere Paradise was lost.