William Shenstone: My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep; My grottoes are shaded with trees, And my hill

My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep; My gro — William Shenstone

My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep; My grottoes are shaded with trees, And my hills are white over with sheep.

William Shenstone

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Die Natur verbirgt ihr Geheimnis durch die Erhabenheit ihres Wesens, aber nicht — Nature hides her secret because of her essential loftiness
Nature is always wise in every part. — Edward Thurlow
If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries aloud Through a — Joseph Addison
Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. — William Wordsworth
The orators — and the despots — have the least power in their cities … since the — Plato
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What is significant in one's own existence one is hardly aware, and it certainly — Albert Einstein
L'étude prête une sorte de magie à tout ce qui nous environne. — Honoré de Balzac
Work and worship are necessary to take away the veil, to lift off the bondage an — Swami Vivekananda
No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one lig — John Keats