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Lit 12 quotations
Nature and Spirituality unit
Title | Author | Quotation |
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The Tiger | William Blake | What the hammer? what the chain,/ In what furnace was they brain? |
The Tiger | William Blake | In what distant deeps or skies/ Burnt the fire of thine eyes? |
The Lamb | William Blake | He is meek and he is mild,/ He became a little child |
To A Mouse | Robert Burns | I'm truly sorry man's dominion/ Has broken nature's social union |
To a Mouse | Robert Burns | The best laid schemes o' mice an' men/ Gang aft agley,/ An' lea've us nought but grief and pain,/ For promised joy. |
The World Is Too Much with Us | William Wordsworth | Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;/ Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. |
The World Is Too Much With Us | William Wordsworth | Little we see in Nature that is ours;/ We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! |
The World Is Too Much With Us | William Wordsworth | This sea that bares her bosom to the moon;/ The winds that will be howling at all hours |
The World Is Too Much With Us | William Wordsworth | ...I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn |
My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold | William Wordsworth | So be it when I shall grow old,/ Or let me die! |
My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold | William Wordsworth | The Child is father of the Man |
My Heart Leaps up When I Behold | William Wordsworth | And I could wish my days to be/ Bound each to each by natural piety. |
Apostrophe to the Ocean | G. G., Lord Byron | I love not man less, but nature more |
Apostrophe to the Ocean | G. G., Lord Byron | To mingle with the universe, and feel/ What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal. |
Apostrophe to the Ocean | G. G., Lord Byron | Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean--roll! |
Apostrophe to the Ocean | G. G., Lord Byron | Man marks the earth with ruin--his control/ Stops with the shore-- |
Apostrophe to the Ocean | G. G., Lord Byron | He sinks into they depths with bubbling groan--/ Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown |
Apostrophe to the Ocean | G. G., Lord Byron | Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow |
Apostrophe to the Ocean | G. G., Lord Byron | And I trusted to thy billows far and near,/ And laid my hand upon thy mane--as I do here. |
Ode to the West Wind | Percy Bysshe Shelley | Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;/ Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear! |
Ode to the West Wind | Percy Bysshe Shelley | All overgrown with azure moss and flowers/ So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! |
Ode to the West Wind | Percy Bysshe Shelley | Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!/ I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! |
Ode to the West Wind | Percy Bysshe Shelley | Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth/ Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! |
Ode to the West Wind | Percy Bysshe Shelley | If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? |
The Darkling Thrush | Thomas Hardy | And every spirit upon earth/ Seemed fervorless as I |
The Darkling Thrush | Thomas Hardy | Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew/ And I was unaware. |
Pretty | Stevie Smith | This field, this owl this pike, this pool are careless./ As Nature is always careless and indifferent. |
Pretty | Stevie Smith | Cry pretty, pretty, pretty, and you'll be able/ Very soon not even to cry pretty. |
Pretty | Stevie Smith | And so to be delivered entirely from humanity./ This is prettiest of all, it is very pretty. |