BIOI have learned
To look at nature,not as in the hour
Of thoughtless youth,but hearing oftentimes
The still,sad music of humanity,
Not harsh nor grating,though of ample power
To Chasten and Subdue.And I have felt
A presence that disturbs me with joy
Of elevated thoughts;a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean and the living air,
And the blue sky,and in the mind of man:
A motion and a spirit that impels
All thinking things,all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things.Therefore am I still a lover of the meadows and the woods,
And mountains; and of all that we behold
From this green earth; of all the mighty world
Of eye,and ear,-both what they half create,
And what perceive;well pleased to recognize
In nature and the language of the sense
The anchor of my purest thoughts.
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Comments (6)
borsy
Excellent image!!!
Silvermage
Wow a lot to like here, well done.
boodah30
It was good for me, thank you.
Synapse
woooo, strange... so many completely different things can be discerned here :-)
gallimel
fantastic. this is so expressive, so weird, so incredibly wicked :)
coolj001
This is indeed incredibly wicked in appearance, and even more sad....by far. Perhaps a glass of ice water would help to cool things down for you? For cool is good, just look at my name. I could perhaps render you 1 to share with your friends? ;-) -Peace :-)