I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils. Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
I wandered lonelyas a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.william wordsworth
A dictum [Beckett] quotes from his favourite philosopher, the second-generation Cartesian Arnold Geulincx (1624-1669) suggests his overall stance toward the political: ubi nihil vales, ibi nihil velis, which may be glossed: Don’t invest hope or longing in an arena where you have no power.j. m. coetzee
Lovely the woods, waters, meadows, combes, vales, All the air things wear that build this world of Wales.gerard manley hopkins
As when the moon , refulgent lamp of night , O'er heaven 's clear azure spreads her sacred light , When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumbered gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies.
Such graves as his are pilgrim shrines, Shrines to no code or creed confined, The Delphian vales, the Palestines, The Meccas of the mind.
The full perfection of Keswick consists of three circumstances, beauty , horror , and immensity united…But to give you a complete idea of these three perfections, as they are joined in Keswick, would require the united powers of Claude , Salvator , and Poussin . The first should throw his delicate sunshine over the cultivated vales, the scattered cots, the groves, the lake, and wooded islands. The second should dash out the horror of the rugged cliffs, the steeps, the hanging woods, and foaming waterfalls; while the grand pencil of Poussin should crown the whole with the majesty of the impending mountains.
Where stray ye, Muses! in what lawn or grove, * * * * * * In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides, Or else where Cam his winding vales divides?Alexander Pope
"Est uspiam pater mi filia quae patrem suum plus quam patrem presumat diligere? Non reor equidem ullam esse quae hoc fateri audeat nisi iocosis veritatem celare nitatur. Nempe ego dilexi te semper ut patrem, et adhuc a proposito meo non divertor. Et si ex me magis extorquere insistis, audi cercudinem amoris quae adversum te habeo et interrogationibus tuis finem impone: et enim quantum habes tantum vales tantumque te diligo."