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"To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same field, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before, and which shall never be seen again." - "Nature: Chapter Three" by Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)When in doubt, use the following for identification from the Palisades Free Library, N.Y. USA: "Wild Flowers of the United States: The Northeastern States Part 1 and Part 2" by Harold William Rickett, 1965, Publication of the New York Botanical Garden, McGraw-Hill Book Company, New York; Library of Congress Card Number: 66-17920; First Edition: Second Printing 52614Other good books if the above does not cut the mustard are: Newcomb's Wildflower Guide by Lawrence Newcomb (and illustrated by Gordon Morrison), Little Brown and Company, 1977; Library of Congress Card Number 77-47 and A field guide to wildflowers of Northeastern and North-central North America by Roger Tory Peterson and Margeret McKenny, 1968, Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston, Library of Congress Number: 67-13042 Warning: lots of graphics and flowers pretty much inserted in order of them being observed. Is a large flat file to help aid in indentification of unknowns. Use Right mouse click, "Open in New Window" to open up full size images in a new window. This will save on the frustration of reloading the entire webpage again. Some flowers may be misassigned. Wildflower images may be freely used and distributed for any reputable non-commercial and commercial purpose. Please acknowledge Lachlan Cranswick as the photographer and state the webpage. |
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Auguries of Innocence
(William Blake - 1757-1827)
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
A Robin Red breast in a Cage
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
(Robert Frost 1874-1963)
Whose woods these are I think I know.
My little horse must think it queer
He gives his harness bells a shake
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
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"September 1, 1939"
(WH Auden)
I sit in one of the dives
Accurate scholarship can
Exiled Thucydides knew
Into this neutral air
Faces along the bar
The windiest militant trash
From the conservative dark
All I have is a voice
Defenceless under the night
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"It's no use raising a shout."
(WH Auden)
It's no use raising a shout.
It wasn't always like this?
A long time ago I told my mother
In my spine there was a base;
In my veins there is a wish,
A bird used to visit this shore:
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"Calmly We Walk Through This April's Day"
(Delmore Schwartz (1913-1966))
Calmly we walk through this April's day,
(This is the school in which we learn...)
Avid its rush, that reeling blaze!
Each minute bursts in the burning room,
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