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Eternal motion



Musing:
From By the Sea by William Wordsworth
"It is a beauteous evening, calm and free;
The holy time is quiet as a nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquillity;
The gentleness of heaven is on the sea:
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder -everlastingly."

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  1. Nice photo. Very well captured.

    To answer your question the reservoir and small dam was constructed in 1969 to prevent flooding down stream. It created a pond for wild life.

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  2. You are leading me on to re-reading poets whom I have not read in a while: dismissing them as mere metaphysicals.

    The image so complements the text - or is it the other way. I tend to think Peter might be on to something: comfort and facility.

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  3. That labels Metaphysical etc. don't mean a lot to me. Basically I like Wordsworth because he writes about nature and does a great job of capturing the emotion we so often feel in that setting.

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