The waters know their own and draw The stars come nightly to the sky; Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high, John Burroughs Give me solitude-give me Nature-give me again, O Nature, your primal sanities. So did Guy betimes discover Whitman In strange junctures, felt, with awe The rules to men made evident Not firmer based than they. Emerson Emerson THE PILGRIM'S SCRIP INFLUENCE OF NATURAL OBJECTS IN CALLING FORTH AND STRENGTHENING IMAGINATION IN BOYHOOD AND EARLY YOUTH ISDOM and Spirit of the Universe! THE Thou Soul, that art the Eternity of And giv'st to forms and images a breath By day or starlight, thus from my first dawn William Wordsworth ODE INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD T I HERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparell'd in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. II The rainbow comes and goes, The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth. III Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: And I again am strong: The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong: I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May |