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Hace 6 días · Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, crumbling battlement, Upon the breathless starlit air, “Upon the star that marks the hidden pole; Fix every wandering thought upon. That quarter where all thought is done: Who can distinguish darkness from the soul. My Self. The consecretes blade upon my knees.
Hace 6 días · And the salmon behold, and the ousel too, My love, we will hear, I and you, we will hear, The calling afar of the doe and the deer. And the bird in the branches will cry for us clear, And the cuckoo unseen in his festival mood; And death, oh my fair one, will never come near. In the bosom afar of the fragrant wood. William Butler Yeats.
26 de abr. de 2024 · And the moon spun round like a top, And the nearest kin of the moon, The creeping cat, looked up. Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon, For, wander and wail as he would, The pure cold light in the sky. Troubled his animal blood. Minnaloushe runs in the grass. Lifting his delicate feet.
Hace 2 días · In Drumcliff churchyard Yeats is laid. By the road an ancient cross. On life, on death. Horseman, pass by! I Swear by what the sages spoke Round the Mareotic Lake That the Witch of Atlas knew, Spoke and set the cocks a-crow. Swear by those horsemen, by those women.
Hace 2 días · Once more the storm is howling, and half hid Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on. There is no obstacle But Gregory's wood and one bare hill Whereby the haystack- and roof-levelling
26 de abr. de 2024 · How soul may walk when all such things are past, How soul could walk before such things began. Then my delivered soul herself shall learn. A darker knowledge and in hatred turn. From every thought of God mankind has had. Thought is a garment and the soul's a bride. That cannot in that trash and tinsel hide: Hatred of God may bring the soul to God.
24 de abr. de 2024 · In 1897 Dr William Thiselton-Dyer, director of the Royal Botanic Garden, attempted to germinate grains of wheat taken from a 3,000-year-old Egyptian tomb. The wheat was a gift from E.A. Wallis Budge of the British Museum, who had found it inside a wooden model of a granary taken from the burial chamber by tomb robbers.
