"And the Lord God took the man, and put him into the garden of Eden to dress and keep it". Genesis 2:15

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

From The Lark Ascending by George Meredith

…… And ever winging up and up,

 Our valley is his golden cup,

 And he the wine which overflows

 To lift us with him as he goes:

 The woods and brooks, the sheep and kine,

 He is, the hills, the human line,

 The meadows green, the fallows brown,

 The dreams of labour in the town;

 He sings the sap, the quickened veins;

 The wedding song of sun and rains

 He is, the dance of children, thanks

 Of sowers, shout of primrose-banks,

 And eye of violets while they breathe;

 All these the circling song will wreathe,

 And you shall hear the herb and tree,

 The better heart of men shall see,

 Shall feel celestially, as long

 As you crave nothing save the song.  ……..


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