“They, who passed away long ago, still exist in us, as predisposition, as burden upon our fate, as murmuring blood, and as gesture that rises up from the depths of time.” LongStillsFateBloodDepthBurdenImmortalityGesturesLong AgoPassed AwayMurmuring Book:Letters to a Young Poet Source: Letters to a Young Poet
“Reelfoot is, and has always been, a lake of mystery.In places it is bottomless. Other places the skeletons of the cypress-trees that went down when the earth sank, still stand upright so that if the sun shines from the right quarter, and the water is less muddy than common, a man, peering face downward into its depths, sees, or thinks he sees, down below him the bare top-limbs upstretching like drowned men's fingers, all coated with the mud of years and bandaged with pennons of the green lake slime.” IfsThinkingMenYearsStillsEarthFacesWaterCommonSunMysteryTreeGreenShiningFingersDepthLakesQuartersMudLimbsSkeletonsMuddySun ShinesSlimeCypressesCypress Trees Author:Irvin S. Cobb
“Eternity.Thy name Or glad, or fearful, we pronounce, as thoughts Wandering in darkness shape thee. Thou strange being, Which art and must be, yet which contradict'st All sense, all reasoning,thou, who never wast Less than thyself, and who still art thyself Entire, though the deep draught which Time has taken Equals thy present storeNo line can reach To thy unfathomed depths. The reasoning sage Who can dissect a sunbeam, count the stars, And measure distant worlds, is here a child, And, humbled, drops his calculating pen.” WorldChildrenArtStillsNamesStarsLinesDarknessTakenStrangeShapesEternityDepthStoresGladWanderTheeReasoningPensFearfulSageThyselfCalculatingSunbeamsDraught Book:The Works of Anna Laetitia Barbauld: In Two Volumes Source: The Works of Anna Laetitia Barbauld: In Two Volumes