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Hushed and harmonious,

Hues of the horizon,

Heralding the hours

Heartbeats racing, humble bowers.

Hazy hills and heavenly heights,

Honeyed melodies in the hush of night,

Hopeful hearts and happy homes,

Heralding the hymns of Rome.

Heraldic heroes in history's halls,

Honoring the hallowed halls,

Heedless of the hardships they face,

Hopeful for the harvest they embrace.

Hanging in the hallowed halls,

Hazy shadows on the walls,

Heralding the haunting hour,

Heralded by the harpist's power.

Heralding the hush of dawn,

Harbingers of a hope reborn,

Hues of the horizon, now ablaze,

Hopeful hearts in the hallowed maze.

Heralded by the hummingbird's flight,

Heady with the scent of honeysuckle at night,

Held in the heart of the hushed and holy,

Hope springs forth, bright and jolly.