‘‘Mighty is the charm
Of these abstractions to a mind beset
With images, and haunted by herself
And specially delightful unto me
Was that clear synthesis built up aloft
So gracefully.’’
And thus in utter randomness she descends…
~~~
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2 comments:
Elanor,
nice post .. something different
beautiful words ..
beautiful sketches..
Don't you think that Wordsworth poems are as abstract as the economic theories you explain ?
feliz.
I also like:
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils
.....
:)
Thanks.
Mind have been clouded by much incoherence and randomness lately.
:S
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