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Friday, January 27, 2006


I opened a poetry anthology at complete random for something to go with this image (an experiment in -- whatever) and I'm not kidding you -- this is what I saw first:

. . .a deep radiance lay
Full on the ancient ivy, which usurps
Those fronting elms, and now, with blackest mass
Makes their dark branches gleam a lighter hue
Through the late twilight. . .

That's Coleridge, This Lime Tree Bower My Prison
(has anyone since the 19th century read this poem?)

I like the lines a few steps on:

Henceforth I shall know
That Nature ne'er deserts the wise and pure;
No plot so narrow, but be Nature there,
No waste so vacant, but may well employ
Each faculty of sense, and keep the heart
Awake to love and beauty! Posted by Picasa

1 comment:

Simply Victoria said...

I won't say I loved that poem, Coleridge was never a favourite, but I did have to read this particular poem for a poetry class I took (big mistake, the class, that is. I did quite well, but dreaded every class).