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“Earlier lives drift by on silver soles, and the shadows of the damned descend into these sighing waters.”

Water Shadow Silver Sigh

Author:Georg Trakl

“The earth with yellow pearsAnd overgrown with roses wildUpon the pond is bent,And swans divine,With kisses drunkYou drop your headsIn the sublimely sobering water.But where, with winter come, am ITo find, alas, the floweres, and whereThe sunshineAnd the shadow of the world?Cold the walls standAnd the wordless, in the windThe weathercocks are rattling.”

World Earth Water Divine Wall Cold Kissing Shadow Rose Winter Yellow Bent Alas Ponds Swans

Author:Friedrich Holderlin

“Over this country, when the giant Eagle flings the shadow of his wing, the land is darkened. So compact is it that the wing covers all its extent in one pause of the flight. The sea breaks on the pale line of the shore; to the Eagle's proud glance waves run in to the foot of the hills that are like rocks planted in green water.”

Book Country Running Water Lines Break Sea Feet Land Rocks Proud Shadow Green Wings Wave Flight Hills Giants Shore Pale Pauses Glances Eagles Fling Compact

Book:The Herries Chronicles

Source: The Herries Chronicles

“How joyously the young sea-mew Lay dreaming on the waters blue, Whereon our little bark had thrown A little shade, the only one; But shadows ever man pursue.”

Men Littles Dream Young Water Sea Shadow Blue Lays Pursue Thrown Shade Bark

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning (Illustrated)

“In the empire of desert, water is the king and shadow is the queen.”

Water Kings Shadow Desert Queens Empires Arizona

Author:Mehmet Murat Ildan

“I can see others in the sunlight; I can see our boats' crews and our athletic young men on the glistening water, or speckled with the moving lights of sunlit leaves; but I myself am always in the shadow looking on. Not unsympathetically, - God forbid! - but looking on alone, much as I looked at Sylvia from the shadows of the ruined house, or looked at the red gleam shining through the farmer's windows, and listened to the fall of dancing feet, when all the ruin was dark that night in the quadrangle.”

Source: Hard Times (And Other Stories)

“Upon the purple tree-tops far away, and on the green height near at hand up which the shades were slowly creeping, there was an equal hush. Between the real landscape and its shadow in the water, there was no division; both were so untroubled and clear, and, while so fraught with solemn mystery of life and death, so hopefully reassuring to the gazer's soothed heart, because so tenderly and mercifully beautiful.”

Source: The Works of Charles Dickens: Little Dorrit

“We have no participation in Being, because all human nature is ever midway between being born and dying, giving off only a vague image and shadow of itself, and a weak and uncertain opinion. And if you chance to fix your thoughts on trying to grasp its essence, it would be neither more nor less than if your tried to clutch water.”

Ifs Thinking Giving Trying Humans Would Be Water Born Chance Opinion Dying Human Nature Shadow Weak Essence Thoughtful Uncertain Vague Participation Clutch Midway

Book:The Essays

Source: The Essays

“Across the continent, on the shores of small tributaries, in the shadows of sacred mountains, on the vast expanse of the prairies, or in the safety of the woods, prayers are being repeated, as they have for thousands of years, and common people with uncommon courage and the whispers of their ancestors in their ears continue their struggles to protect the land and water and trees on which their very existence is based. And like small tributaries joining together to form a mighty river, their force and power grows.”

Source: The Winona LaDuke Reader: A Collection of Essential Writings

“To love a swamp, however, is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised. And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. Swamps and bogs are places of transition and wild growth, breeding grounds, experimental labs where organisms and ideas have the luxury of being out of the spotlight, where the imagination can mutate and mate, send tendrils into and out of the water.”

Source: Stirring the Mud: On Swamps, Bogs, and Human Imagination