Author: sean (---.Colorado.EDU)
Date: 05-29-03 22:32
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From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dress\'d in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laugh\'d and leap\'d with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer\'s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily\'s white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seem\'d it winter still, and you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents. --Emerson
The emotions are sometimes so strong that I work without knowing
it. The strokes come like speech.
Vincent Van Gogh
Founding Fathers Quotes
Every person seems to acknowledge his greatness. He blends together the profound politician with the scholar.
William Pierce, on James Madison, 1787