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Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.
Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.
Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it read more
Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it was.
Nature uses as little as possible of anything.
Nature uses as little as possible of anything.
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but read more
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.
I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn read more
I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn garner to the end of time.
I trust in God--the right shall be the right
And other than the wrong, while he endures;
I trust in my own soul, that can perceive
The outward and the inward, Nature's good
And God's.
Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.
Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.