And each day brings it's pretty dust, Our soon-choked souls to fll And we forget because we must, And not because we will.
Matthew ArnoldRead
The sea is calm tonight. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits;- on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the serene beauty of the sea at night and evokes a sense of calm and tranquility.
In this quote, Matthew Arnold paints a vivid picture of a peaceful night by the sea, capturing the beauty of the landscape as the moonlight glimmers on the water and the cliffs stand majestically against the backdrop. The tranquility of the setting serves as a metaphor for moments of reflection and serenity in life, inviting the reader to appreciate the natural beauty that surrounds them.
In practice
This quote could be used in a speech about appreciating nature during a summer beach gathering.
And each day brings it's pretty dust, Our soon-choked souls to fll And we forget because we must, And not because we will.
It is almost impossible to exaggerate the proneness of the human mind to take miracles as evidence, and to seek for miracles as evidence.
To have the sense of creative activity is the great happiness and the great proof of being alive.
Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play, Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away.
Culture, the acquainting ourselves with the best that has been known and said in the world, and thus with the history of the human spirit.
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be, At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.
The trees down the boulevard stand naked in thought,_x000D_ _x000D_ Their abundant summery wordage silenced, caught_x000D_ _x000D_ In the grim undertow; naked the trees confront_x000D_ _x000D_ Implacable winter's long, cross-questioning brunt.
A giraffe is so much a lady that one refrains from thinking of her legs, but remembers her as floating over the plains in long garb, draperies of morning mist her mirage.
And when your back stops aching and your hands begin to harden, You will find yourself a partner in the Glory of the Garden.
Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.
The truth is, natural organisms have managed to do everything we want to do without guzzling fossil fuels, polluting the planet or mortgaging the future.
'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees_x000D_ _x000D_ Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
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