Given the existence ... of a personal God ... who ... loves us dearly ... it is established beyond all doubt ... that man ... wast...es and pines ... for reasons unknown.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The moment of desire! the moment of desire! The virgin That pines for man shall awaken her womb to enormous joys... In the secret shadows of her chamber: the youth shut up from The lustful joy shall forget to generate & create an amorous image In the shadows of his curtains and in the folds of his silent pillow. Are not these the places of religion, the rewards of continence, The self-enjoyings of self-denial? why dost thou seek religion? Is it because acts are not lovely that thou seekest solitude Where the horrible darkness is impressed with reflections of desire?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The great pines stand at a considerable distance from each other. Each tree grows alone, murmurs alone, thinks alone. They do not ...intrude upon each other. The Navajos are not much in the habit of giving or of asking help. Their language is not a communicative one, and they never attempt an interchange of personality in speech. Over their forests there is the same inexorable reserve. Each tree has its exalted power to bear.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should mak...e 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.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.... He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The work of a correct and regular writer is a garden accurately formed and diligently planted, varied with shades, and scented wit...h flowers; the composition of Shakespeare is a forest, in which oaks extend their branches, and pines tower in the air, interspersed sometimes with weeds and brambles, and sometimes giving shelter to myrtles and to roses; filling the eye with awful pomp and gratifying the mind with endless diversity. Other poets display cabinets of precious rarities, minutely finished, wrought into shape, and polished into brightness. Shakespeare opens a mine which contains gold and diamonds in unexhaustible plenty, though clouded by incrustations, debased by impurities, and mingled with a mass of meaner minerals.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
How shall I behold the face Henceforth of God or Angel, earst with joy... And rapture so oft beheld? those heav'nly shapes Will dazle now this earthly, with thir blaze Insufferably bright. O might I here In solitude live savage, in some glade Obscur'd, where highest Woods impenetrable To Starr or Sun-light, spread thir umbrage broad, And brown as Eevening: Cover me ye Pines, Ye Cedars, with innumerable boughs Hide me, where I may never see them more. But let us now, as in bad plight, devise What best may for the present serve to hide The Parts of each from other, that seem most To Shame obnoxious, and unseemliest seen, Some Tree whose broad smooth Leaves together sowd, And girded on our loins, my cover round Those middle parts, that this new commer, Shame, There sit not, and reproach us as unclean.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When all who had money and leisure Grew rural o'er ices and wines,... All pleasantly toiling for pleasure, All hungrily pining for pines, And making of beautiful speeches, And marring of beautiful shows, And feeding on delicate peaches, And treading on delicate toes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »