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Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and read more
Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and building a wall.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) read more
If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) he must delight in virtue.
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
I have no enthusiasm for nature which the slightest chill will not instantly destroy.
I have no enthusiasm for nature which the slightest chill will not instantly destroy.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, read more
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if read more
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we only will tune in.
Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was read more
Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was no reminder of human life.
Of all things visible, the highest is the heaven of the fixed stars.
Of all things visible, the highest is the heaven of the fixed stars.