Lit rec #108: “The everlasting universe of things/Flows through the min dd, and rolls its rapid waves,/Now dark–now glittering-no, reflecting gloom/Now lending splendor, where from secret springs /The source of human thought its tribute brings/Of waters-with a sound but half its own/ Such as a feeble brook will oft assume /In the wild woods, among the mountains lone,/ Where waterfalls around it leap forever,/ Where woods and winds contend, and a vast river/ Over its rocks ceaselessly bursts and raves.” (1816).

One of the first poems I tried to memorize. Stunning & all encompassing like the Alps. “MONT BLANC” by Percy Bysshe Shelley


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