Nature and Elements

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,

The man recovered of the bite,

Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühn?

Über allen Gipfeln

Man is Nature’s sole mistake!

If you walk down Piccadilly with a poppy or a lily in your medieval hand.

An attachment à la Plato for a bashful young potato, or a not too French French bean!

On a tree by a river a little tom-tit

The flowers that bloom in the spring,

The flowers that bloom in the spring,

I often think it’s comical

All in the Downs the fleet was moored,

From the lone shieling of the misty island

Philosophy is written in that great book which ever lies before our eyes—I mean the universe … This book is written in mathematical language and its characters are triangles, circles and other geometrical figures, without whose help … one wanders in vain through a dark labyrinth.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

My apple trees will never get across

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces

In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o’clock in the morning.

What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not been discovered.

Snowy, Flowy, Blowy,

Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,

April is the cruellest month, breeding