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“The mountains are fountains of men as well as of rivers, of glaciers, of fertile soil. The great poets, philosophers, prophets, able men whose thoughts and deeds have moved the world, have come down from the mountains - mountain dwellers who have grown strong there with the forest trees in Nature's workshops.”

Source: The Wilderness World of John Muir

“The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.”

Reason Form Humanity Poet Mountain Spring Fairs Depth Ancient Forests Streams Majesty Chasms

Book:The Maid of Oreleans; The Bride of Messina; Wilhelm Tell; Demetrius; The Piccolomini; The Death of Wallenstein; Wallenstein's Camp

Source: The Maid of Oreleans; The Bride of Messina; Wilhelm Tell; Demetrius; The Piccolomini; The Death of Wallenstein; Wallenstein's Camp

“The Poet's License! 't is the right, Within the rule of duty, To look on all delightful things Throughout the world of beauty. To gaze with rapture at the stars That in the skies are glowing; To see the gems of perfect dye That in the woods are growing, And more than sage astronomer, And more than learned florist, To read the glorious homilies Of Firmament and Forest.”

World Looks Stars Perfect Growing Sky Poet Duty Woods Forests Glorious Delightful Sage License Glowing Rapture Gems Astronomers Firmament Delightful Things

Book:The Masquerade: And Other Poems

Source: The Masquerade: And Other Poems

“Look at this poet William Carlos Williams: he is primitive and native, and his roots are in raw forest and violent places; he is word-sick and place-crazy. He admires strength, but for what? Violence! This is the cult of the frontier mind.”

Mind Looks Poetry Violence Crazy Strength Poet Roots Sick Violent Forests Admire Native Primitive Cult Frontiers

Book:Alms for Oblivion

Source: Alms for Oblivion

“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”

Poetry Voice Born Poet Grew Grew Up Rain Rivers Towns Forests Hills Rainy Day Raindrops Timber

Author:Pablo Neruda