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“But now I know that there is no killing A thing like Love, for it laughs at Death. There is no hushing, there is no stilling That which is part of your life and breath. You may bury it deep, and leave behind you The land, the people that knew your slain; It will push the sods from its grave, and find you On wastes of water or desert plain.”

People Knows Love May Water Behinds Laughing Land Waste Breaths Killing Graves Desert Behind You Like Love Sod

Book:Complete Poetical Works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Delphi Classics)

Source: Complete Poetical Works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Delphi Classics)

“Im for the fracking. I think its an opportunity for Ohio to really get a lot of jobs. But we have to do it right. We have to really take a deep breath, do it right, make sure the public is protected, make sure our land is protected.”

Thinking Jobs Opportunity Land Breaths Protected Ohio Deep Breath Take A Deep Breath Fracking

Author:Mike DeWine

“How ignorant we are! How ignorant everyone is! We can cut across only a small area of the appallingly expanding fields of knowledge. No human being can know more than a tiny fraction of the whole. It must have been satisfactory in ancient times when one's own land seemed to be the universe; when research studies, pamphlets, books did not issue in endless flow; when laboratories and scientists were not so rapidly pushing back frontiers of knowledge that the process of unlearning the old left you gasping for breath.”

“Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.”

Land Wind Taste Kissing Sick Breaths Evening Thee Hills Our Love Pearls Eastern Mourn Garments Love Sick

Book:Blake: The Complete Poems

Source: Blake: The Complete Poems

“We measure our presence in generations; we cannot dig down ten thousand years and find our bones. Our arrival is scribed upon the line of history; it does not drift upon the winds of story, or float upon the shrouds of myth. We are still explorers and discoverers, seeking meaning through movement and examination. But we are coming to a time of listening. Our sweat and breath are now upon this land. Voices rise up, and we begin to hear the echoes in the stones.”

Source: A Haunting Reverence: Meditations on a Northern Land