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Saturday, September 11, 2010

Reflections



"This Hermit good lives in that wood
Which slopes down to the sea.
How loudly his sweet voice he rears!
He loves to talk with marineres
That come from a far countree.

He kneels at morn, and noon, and eve--
He hath a cushion plump:
It is the moss that wholly hides
The rotted old oak-stump. "


Samuel Taylor Coleridge

From here with thanks


2 Comments:

Blogger Oberon said...

...i see you.

Saturday, 11 September, 2010  
Blogger Bill Robertson said...

A blog of literature, art and mysticism. Thank you, Sharon ..I love it!

Wednesday, 20 October, 2010  

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