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See one promontory, one mountain, one sea, one river and see all.
See one promontory, one mountain, one sea, one river and see all.
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if read more
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.
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.
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should read more
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should make himself an imitation, this is the fact which Nature moans over, and deprecates beseechingly. Be spontaneous, be truthful, be free, and thus be individuals! is the song she sings through warbling birds, and whispering pines, and roaring waves, and screeching winds.
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
A city where everyone seemed to live in a bungalow on a broad avenue lined with palm, pepper or eucalyptus read more
A city where everyone seemed to live in a bungalow on a broad avenue lined with palm, pepper or eucalyptus trees, where there was never any snow.
Rich with the spoils of nature.
Rich with the spoils of nature.
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing read more
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with read more
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.