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At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
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At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill
And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove.
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.
Nature is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere
Nature is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
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.
The course of Nature seems a course of Death,
And nothingness the whole substantial thing.
The course of Nature seems a course of Death,
And nothingness the whole substantial thing.
How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of read more
How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of oil, growing, working, dying, with hardly a thought of wind, and sky, and fields of grain, seeing only machine-made beauty, the mineral-like quality of life?
We could have saved the Earth but we were too damned cheap.
We could have saved the Earth but we were too damned cheap.
