I can never look now at the Milky Way without wondering from which of those banked clouds of stars the emissaries are coming. If you will pardon so commonplace a simile, we have set off the fire alarm and have nothing to do but to wait. I do not think we will have to wait for long.
I think of the poetry of René Char and all he must have seen and suffered that has brought him to speak only of sedgy rivers, of daffodils and tulips whose roots they water, even to the free-flowing river that laves the rootlets of those sweet-scented flowers that people the milky waywilliam carlos williams
I'll seize the rosebuds in their perfumed bed, The violet knots, like curious mazes spread O'er all the garden, taste the ripened cherry, The warm, firm apple, tipped with coral berry. Then will I visit with a wandering kiss The vale of lilies and the bower of bliss, And where the beauteous region doth divide Into two milky ways, my lips shall slide Down those smooth alleys, wearing as I go A track for lovers on the printed snow.thomas carew
By the dew drop of Celestine dawn though saw a dream Like a shining star of the milky Way, I rest on the stream Thy circular flow is constant rhythm of my fight Your ancient stone is timeless flora of thy sight Fortunate to behold the lord of the world so near You never know when and how you are his dear Divinity all over from sand lowest to peak highest Faith in the tinkling bells never moved slightest As essence of his kingdom’s innermost purity Blessed to worship the brightest in darkest sanctuary.
Lo! the poor Indian, whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way; Yet simple Nature to his hope has giv'n, Behind the cloud-topped hill, an humbler heav'n.Alexander Pope
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.william wordsworth
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves, The brilliant moon and all the milky sky, And all that famous harmony of leaves, Has blotted out man's image and his cry.
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way.william wordsworth
The candles burned The moon went down The polished hill The milky town Transparent, weightless, luminous Uncovering the two of us On that fundamental ground Where love's unwilled, unleashed, unbound And half the perfect world is found.leonard cohen
O star-built bridge, broad milky way! O star-lit, stately, splendid span! If but one star should cease to stay And prop its shoulders to God's plan The man who lives for self, I say, He lives for neither God nor man.joaquin miller
We all travel the milky way together, trees and men; but it never occurred to me until this storm-day, while swinging in the wind, that trees are travelers, in the ordinary sense. They make many journeys, not very extensive ones, it is true; but our own little comes and goes are only little more than tree-wavings many of them not so much.john muir
I am she, O most bucolical juvenal, under whose charge are placed the milky mothers of the herd.walter scott
What does the good ship bear so well? The cocoa-nut with its stony shell, And the milky sap of its inner cell.john greenleaf whittier
In the visible world, the milky Way is a tiny fragment; within this fragment, the solar system is an infinitesimal speck, and of this speck our planet is a microscopic dot. On this dot, tiny lumps of impure carbon and water, of complicated structure, with somewhat unusual physical and chemical properties, crawl about for a few years, until they are dissolved again into the elements of which they are compounded.bertrand russell
In science he could see nothing useful to mankind. ...He advised the scientist the surgeon the teacher and the artist to go and live as the poor live and try to minister to their actual wants instead of counting up insects chemically analyzing the contents of the milky Way painting water nymphs and historical pictures writing novels and composing symphonies.
Her face is like the milky Way i' the sky, A meeting of gentle lights without a name.
It was first surmised by the ancient philosopher, Democritus , that the faintly white zone which spans the sky under the name of the milky Way, might be only a dense collection of stars too remote to be distinguished. This conjecture has been verified by the instruments of modern astronomers.
Mark Tobey fills his canvases with elliptical, calligraphic lines, beautiful whirls that seem at first glance to be completely abstract and to come from nowhere at all except his own subjective musing. But I shall never forget how struck I was, on visiting Tobey's studio one day, to see strewn around books on astronomy and photographs of the milky Way. I knew then that Tobey experiences the movement of the stars and solar constellations as the external pole of his encounter.rollo may