Nature and Elements

As idle as a painted ship

Water, water, everywhere,

We were the first that ever burst

‘Why look’st thou so?’—With my cross-bow

And ice, mast-high, came floating by,

And ice, mast-high, came floating by,

O Lady! we receive but what we give,

In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,

I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.

And ther he saugh, with ful avysement

And she was fayr as is the rose in May.

Treat nature in terms of the cylinder, the sphere, the cone, all in perspective.

I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.

Over increasingly large areas of the United States, spring now comes unheralded by the return of the birds, and the early mornings are strangely silent where once they were filled with the beauty of bird song.

‘Will you walk a little faster?’ said a whiting to a snail.

This time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.

How doth the little crocodile

Ask me no more where Jove bestows,

Ask me no more where Jove bestows,

Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of Man, without his vices.

Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean—roll!

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did.