Not deep the Poet sees, but wide.Matthew Arnold: 1849 The Strayed Reveller, and Other Poems,'Resignation', l.214.
I heard the church bells hollowing out the sky Deep beyond deep, like never-ending stars.SirJohn Betjeman: 1960 Summoned By Bells, ch.1.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.Bible (Old Testament): Psalms 42:7.
They that go down to thesea in ships, that do business in great waters; These see the works of the L, and his wonders in the deep.Bible (Old Testament): ORDPsalms107:23-4.
We therefore commit his body to the deep, to be turned into corruption, looking for theresurrection of the body, (when the Sea shall give up her dead).Forms of Prayer to be Used at Sea, At the Burial of their Dead at Sea.
O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'erflowing full.SirJohn Denham: 1642 Of the Thames. Cooper's Hill, l.189-92.
The police dog of American fiction, except that his hatred isnottheresultof mere crabbednessbut of aneye that sees too deep for comfort.Clifton Fadiman: Of US writer Ring Lardner. Quoted in Scott Meredith George S Kaufman and His Friends (1974).
Than these November skies Is no sky lovelier. The clouds are deep; Into their grey the subtle spies Of colour creep, Changing their high austerity to delight, Till ev'n the leaden interfolds are bright.John Freeman: 1916 'November Skies'.
And everyone will say, As you walk your mystic way, 'If this young man expresses himself in terms too deep for me, Why, what a very singularly deep young man this deep young man must be!'Sir W(illiam) S(chwenck) Gilbert: 1881Bunthorne's song, Patience, act1.
Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit.Oliver Goldsmith: 1774 Of Edmund Burke. Retaliation, l.29-32.
You would not find out the boundaries of the soul, even by travelling along every path: so deepa measure doesit have.Heraclitus fl.500: c.500 BC Quoted in Kirk, Raven and Schofield (eds) The Presocratic Philosophers (1957), ch.6.
Clear writers, like clear fountains, do not seem so deep as they are; the turbid look the most profound.walter savage landor: 1824 Imaginary Conversations of Literary Men and Statesmen, 'Southey and Porson'.
Where were ye Nymphs when the remorseless deep Clos'd o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas?john milton: 1637 Lycidas, l.50-1.
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heav'n.john milton: 1665 Satan. Paradise Lost (published1667), bk.4, l.75-8.
This having learnt, thou hast attained the sum Of wisdom; hope no higher, though all the stars Thou knew'st by name, and all th'ethereal powers, All secrets of the deep, all nature's works, Or works of God in heav'n, air, earth, or sea, And all the riches of this world enjoy'dst, And all the rule, one empire; onlyadd Deeds to thy knowledge answerable, add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance, add love, By name to come called charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A paradise within thee, happier far.john milton: 1665 Michael to Adam. Paradise Lost (published1667), bk.12, l.575-87.
Two voices are there: one is of the deep; It learns the storm-clouds thundrous melody, Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea, Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep: And one is of an old half-witted sheep Which bleats articulate monotony, And indicates that two and one are three, That grass isgreen, lakes damp, and mountains steep And,Wordsworth, both are thine.J(ames) K(enneth) Stephen: 1896 Lapsus Calami,'A Sonnet'.
I always say beauty is only sin deep.Saki pseudonym of Hector Hugh Munro: 1904 Reginald,'Reginald's ChoirTreat'.
Below the thunders of the upper deep; Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea, His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep The Kraken sleepeth.Tennyson: 1830 Poems, Chiefly Lyrical,'The Kraken', l.1-4.
And now by the side of the Black and the Baltic deep, And deathful-grinning mouths of the fortress, flames The blood-red blossom of war with a heart of fire.Tennyson: 1855 Maud, pt.3, sect.6, stanza 4, l.51-3.
From the great deep to the great deep he goes.Tennyson: 1869 Idylls of the King,'The Coming of Arthur', l.410.
Clothed with his breath, and looking, as he walked, Larger than human on the frozen hills. He heard the deep behind him, and a cry Before.Tennyson: 1869 Idylls of the King,'The Passing of Arthur', l.350-3.
I have come to the borders of sleep, The unfathomable deep Forest, where all must lose Their way, however straight Or winding, soon or late; They cannot choose.(Philip) Edward Thomas: 1916 'Lights Out'.
One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am — a reluctant enthusiast... a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.edward abbey: From a speech to environmentalists in Missoula, Montana, and in Colorado, which was published in High Country News, (24 September 1976), under the title "Joy, Shipmates, Joy!", as quoted in Saving Nature's Legacy : Protecting and Restoring Biodiversity (1994) by Reed F. Noss, Allen Y. Cooperrider, and Rodger Schlickeisen, p. 338 ISBN 1559632488
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets' towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you — beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.edward abbey: Preface (dated June 1987) for 1988 reprint of Desert Solitaire