“I was pleasantly disappointed on entering Bohemia. Instead of a dull, uninteresting country, as I expected, it is a land full of the most lovely scenery. There is every thing which can gratify the eye - high blue mountains, valleys of the sweetest pastoral look and romantic old ruins.” LooksCountryEyeLandMountainBlueExpectedLovelyRuinsDullDisappointedValleysEnteringSweetestSceneryBohemia Book:Views A-foot: Or, Europe Seen with Knapsack and Staff Source: Views A-foot: Or, Europe Seen with Knapsack and Staff
“When you begin to read a poem you are entering a foreign country whose laws and language and life are a kind of translation of your own; but to accept it because its stews taste exactly like your old mother's hash, or to reject it because the owl-headed goddess of wisdom in its temple is fatter than the Statue of Liberty, is an equal mark of that want of imagination, that inaccessibility to experience, of which each of us who dies a natural death will die.” WantKindCountryLawMotherDiesLanguageImaginationNaturalLibertyAcceptingLike YouTasteEqualMarkTemplesRejectsGoddessEnteringStatuesTranslationsOwlForeign CountriesStewStatue Of LibertyNatural DeathHash Author:Randall Jarrell