Slowly, silently, now the moon _x000D_ Walks the night in her silver shoon.
Walter De La MareRead
He got out of bed and peeped through the blinds. To the east and opposite to him gardens and an apple-orchard lay, and there in strange liquid tranquility hung the morning star, and rose, rilling into the dusk of night the first grey of dawn. The street beneath its autumn leaves was vacant, charmed, deserted.
Interpretation
The quote depicts a serene morning scene, emphasizing the beauty and tranquility of nature as dawn breaks.
In this quote, Walter De La Mare vividly captures a quiet moment as night transitions into day. The imagery of the morning star and the stillness of the surroundings evokes a sense of peace and calm, highlighting the beauty of nature in its early hours. It reflects both the solitude of the moment and the gentle arrival of dawn, inviting contemplation and appreciation for the natural world.
In practice
This quote can be used during a nature retreat to emphasize the beauty of early mornings.
Slowly, silently, now the moon _x000D_ Walks the night in her silver shoon.
Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word," he said. Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Very old are the woods; And the buds that break Out of the brier's boughs, When March winds wake, So old with their beauty are-- Oh, no man knows Through what wild centuries Roves back the rose.
The trash and litter of nature disappears into the ground with the passing of each year, but man's litter has more permanence.
What freezings I have felt, what dark days seen,_x000D_ _x000D_ What old December's bareness everywhere!
Tree sitting is a last resort. When you see someone sitting in a tree trying to protect it, you know that every level of our society has failed.
It is in man's heart that the life of nature's spectacle exists; to see it, one must feel it.
before the gate -- my walking stick's made a river of melting snow
With every drop of water you drink, every breath you take, you're connected to the sea. No matter where on Earth you live. Most of the oxygen in the atmosphere is generated by the sea.
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