in my sylvan home
I tread on the pride
of Greece and Rome
And when I am stretched
beneath the pines
Where the evening star
so holy shines
I laugh at the lore
and pride of man,
At the sophist schools
and the learned clan
For what are they all
in their high conceit
When man in the bush
with God may meet?
R. W. Emerson.
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The World is too much with us; late and soon...
Wide as a waste is wide,
Across these days like deserts, when
Pride and a little scratching pen
Have dried and split the hearts of men,
Heart of the heroes, ride."
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ReplyDelete-Leora
What a nice song! I really like it! Who is the artist? Her voice sounds familiar. I like the lyrics too
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the movie... maybe I'll post about it. Thank you for finding this song, I love it!
ReplyDeleteWhere are you?????You haven't written in a long time!
ReplyDelete~faith
I echo Faith!
ReplyDeleteRaora! Where are you??? We miss you!
Hi Raora! I hope you're doing well. My family just saw Prince Caspian last week, and we liked it too! That song is so pretty.
ReplyDeleteJoyfully,
Amanda