Summer's Day

Please refer to notes linked to line numbers

as each line corresponds to a quotation from

different poems annotated below... Enjoy !

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 “A great while ago the world begun,

and we’ll strive to please you every one !”       

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1  Mist melted from the mountain grey, 

2  my road wound uphill all the way, 

3  the stroll had bowled my breath away. 

4  Below, beneath the rays of May, - 

5  the briny beaches of the bay 

6  whose level sands stretched far away. 

7   I lay down in the heat of day 

8    where ivy leaves curled up astray 

9   ‘neath furze unprofitably gay. 

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10   Beyond, a sparrowed hedgerow lay

11   where patient silken spinners’ sway,

12   their multicoloured webs would play

13   with passing flies, a buzzing prey.

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13A The spider weaves by night and day

13B although she’s heard a whisper say

13C a curse is on her if she stay.

13D She fears no curse, knows no dismay,

13E and so weaves on upon her way

13F a magic web with colours gay           

13G with little other care today.

14   Bright bluebell buds in bursting spray

15   breathed perfum’d balm in sweet array, -

16   incomp’rable sweet summer’s day ! 

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17  Bright blooms burst through in fairest hue

18  dressing the grounds in garlands new,

19  violets waved where green grass grew.

20  From far at sea a salt breeze blew

21  from foam-flecked waves whence - cry and hue –

22  white seagulls wheeled with plaintive mew. 

23  From too much walking tired limbs ache,

24  while fingers flexed with feeble shake

25  from every effort one must make.

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26  My thirsty grief the vine did slake,

27  I supped alone, but half awake,

28  then slumbered hours without a break.

29  Lowly plowman limped his way

30  with lowing herd, unheard were they. 

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31  From dreamless sleep I did not stray,

32  thus missed the sad decay of day

33  which mortal man may not delay,

34  spared from spite by sprite, elf and fay

35  while hawk winged homewards, would not stay.

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36  Sun, sinking, bid the birds asleep

37  though thorny hedgehogs on did creep

38  and tickled trout rose from the deep. 

39  My spirit, it was sealed so deep,

40  no snore, no sigh, nor timid peep,

41  nor sound disturbed the sleeping sheep,

42  no lamb strayed far from shepherd’s keep –

42A few, few should part where many meet

42B or moor may be their winding sheet.

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42C Near bank where wild thyme blew so sweet,

42D where oxlips, nodding violet greet

42E the senses, woodbine, musk rose mete,

42F together twine, round oak trees’ feet,

42G there hateful fantasies, deceit,

42H were banished by dream lull’d heart beat. 

43  Then from repose with sudden leap,

44  I rose to see on hillside steep,

45  two brave buck deer who’d butt and bray

46  together met in mortal fray.

47  Their antlers locked as flesh would fray

48  til one, the elder, brought to bay,

49  strength fled, - fell !  Flat his form did stay, -

50  ne’er more to taste the scent of day. 

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51   Grey shadows glided by the brake;

52   the tawny owl and spotted snake

53   and playful badger cubs did wake, -

54   these rolled at ease where farmer’s rake

55   once  furrowed for his harvest take.

56   Soft winds the moonlit leaves did shake

56A while here and there a foamy flake

56B  winds whipped on silvery waterbreak. 

57   On forest’s ferny floor a few

58   phantom horses’ hooves first flew,

59   then halted, fairy fronds to chew.

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60   I felt as if their feet once knew

61  the road that wound the wan woods through,

62  now almost overgrown with yew. 

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63  Green glow worms glittered in the dew

64  blinking back to the star-backed blue.

65  No marks of Man here marred the view.

66  The pearls that string the Milky Way,

67  I numbered them at dusk that day, -

68  and when the sun rose where were they ?

69  All happened here but yesterday,

70  now ended is our brief sweet play –

71  Time, gipsy man, no more could stay ... 

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See References below :) 28^th and 29^th April 1975   

Note :  The references entirely in Green were used for this parody,

as obviously the World Wide Web did not exist in 1975

others have been added to facilitate either research or interest or both. 

Lines 13A – 13E, 42A – 42H written 29^th August 2005 researching links.  

p.s.  Apologies if links no longer function.

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“A great while ago the world begun,

and we’ll strive to please you every one !”   

William Shakespeare Twelfth Night Act V Scene i 

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1  Mist melted from the mountain grey,

The mist has left the mountain grey

Sir Walter Scott :  Hunting Song

http://www.bartleby.com/106/239.html

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A mist is making night more dark....

Misty vale and mountain grey are all the scene we're needing !

Faust - Johann Wolfgang v Goethe  

http://www.levity.com/alchemy/faust18.html 

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mountain grey, and the blue dazzle of Morecambe Bay,

The mist, the heavy mist, that was like a ghastly curtain, ...

The Sexton's Hero  Elizabeth Gaskell

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http://www.lang.nagoya-u.ac.jp/~matsuoka/EG-Sexton.html

the mist that sleeps on a waveless sea.
... on the mountain grey

Kilmeny  James Hogg

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http://www.horrormasters.com/Text/a_211.pdf

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2  my road wound uphill all the way;

Does the road wind uphill all the way ?

Christina Rosetti  Uphill

http://www.bartleby.com/101/783.html

"the road wound uphill all the way"

 http://www.allroutes.to/campdiamondstory/chapter09.htm

The road wound uphill not quite all the way

Ode to Skylarks

http://www.pet.cam.ac.uk/student/music/Spain2.html

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3  the stroll had bowled my breath away. JR 

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4  Below, beneath the rays of May, -

All there is here are rays of May

You’re connected and subjected

To a place that’s dedicated

To a thing most have desecrated

Yet few have demonstrated

Erin  

Beyond Reality is where I fell

http://www.subreality.com/sc/fics/briwif.htm 

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5  the briny beaches of the bay

sandy beaches of the bay of the Mount-Saint­Michel

http://www.ville-avranches.fr/english/percee_avranches/percee03_30juil_2.htm

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6  whose level sands stretched far away.

The lone and level sands stretch far away."

Percy Bysshe Shelley :  Ozymandias 

 http://www.bartleby.com/106/246.html

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7  I lay down in the heat of day

I lay in the heat of day awaiting her to return

whiling and watching the movement of all the humming

of the forest the buzzing and clicks

David Arthur Adams  - N’kima Speaks

http://www.erblist.com/erbmania/nkima/nkimatales.html

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 8  where ivy leaves curled up astray

In the wild world astray.

It was a dream; I'm home again!

I hear the ivy-leaves Tap-tapping on the leaded pane !
Oh, listen ! how the laughing rain
    Runs from our cottage eaves!

Mathilde Blinde  The Message

http://www.indiana.edu/~letrs/vwwp/blind/dramas.html 

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9  ‘neath furse unprofitably gay. 

Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way

With blossomed furze unprofitably gay.

Oliver Goldsmith : The Village Schoolmaster

http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1220.html

.Goldsmith calls the Furze 'unprofitably gay,' but Furze is not 'unprofitable.'

It is usually cut once in three years, and its ashes, after burning,

yields a serviceable dressing for the land.

M. Grieve : A Modern Herbal

  http://www.botanical.com/botanical/mgmh/g/gorgol31.html

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10  Beyond, a sparrowed hedgerow lay

Beyond the hedgerow lay the cornfield.

Wild bee-orchids grew in profusion

Irma Dolphin  -  Our Village

http://www.hydeheath.com/VillageHistory.htm

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11  where patient silken spinners sway,

make even the silken spinners of the Reagan era seem primitive

by comparison."... If corporations can play the talk radio game

Weapon of mass communication 

 http://www.prwatch.org/spin/November_2003.html

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12  their multicoloured webs would sway

Weave yer magic multicoloured webs

Dame Ariadne, keep catching
them pesky flies that try tae eat my rationales

http://66.102.9.104/search?q=cache:qdgeZcMObwYJ:scripts.ireland.com/newspaper/breaking/regularvote.cfm%3Fpollid%3D1482%26pageno%3D7+++%22multicoloured+webs+%22&hl=fr

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13  with passing flies, a buzzing prey.

Not half so thin their webs the spiders weave,

Which the most wary, buzzing prey deceive.

Ovid Metamorphoses Book IV 

http://www.sacred-texts.com/cla/ovid/meta/meta03.htm

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Just as Arachne when buzzing prey Entangle, flutter,

and would wing away, From watchful ambuscade insidious springs

 Gentleman’s Magazine 1740

On The Death of The Famous Flyer on The Rope at Shrewsbury

http://www.ingenuity.org.uk/gentlemens_magazine.html 

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fly-infested curtain where once neat green shade-rollers had hung.

... a spider seized his buzzing prey

and scampered back into a hole in the wall.

George A England Darkness and Dawn

 http://www.litrix.com/darkdawn/darkd001.htm

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13A The spider weaves by night and day Tennyson: Lady of Shalott 

13B although she’s heard a whisper say  Tennyson: Lady of Shalott 

13C a curse is on her if she stay.             Tennyson: Lady of Shalott 

13D She fears no curse, knows no dismay,

13E and so weaves on upon her way

13F a magic web with colours gay            Tennyson: Lady of Shalott

13G with little other care today.

There she weaves by night and day

A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,

A curse is on her if she stay

Lines 13A B C F Alfred Tennyson The Lady of Shalott DEG - JR

 http://charon.sfsu.edu/TENNYSON/TENNLADY.HTML

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14  Bright bluebell buds in bursting spray

Bluebell Buds

http://www.outdooreyes.com/list/thegallerys.php3?photoid=1035&first=first&wh=3

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15  breathed perfum’d balm in sweet array, -

Can you, ye flow'rets, spread your perfumed balm

Mid pearly gems of dew that shine so bright ?

Percy Bysshe Shelley : Despair

http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section369.html

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Oh ! bear me to the groves of palm,

Where perfum'd airs diffuse their balm

Hemans, Felicia Dorothea Browne  - Song

http://digital.lib.ucdavis.edu/projects/bwrp/Works/HemaFDomes.htm

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Thy perfum'd breath a venom'd shaft conveys, /.

And balm to cheer the fainting herbs and flowers

Joanna Baillie 

http://digital.lib.ucdavis.edu/projects/bwrp/Works/BailJColle.htm

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16  incomp’rable sweet summer’s day !

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date

Shakespeare  Sonnet XVIII

 http://www.infoplease.com/t/lit/shakespear/sonnet-18.html

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17  Bright blooms burst through in fairest hue JR

18  dressing the grounds in garlands new,  JR

19  violets waved where green grass grew.

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And the green grass grew over me

Author Unknown 18^th Cent. Died for Love 

 http://www.mustrad.org.uk/vop/notes156.htm

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20  From far at sea a salt breeze blew

a salt breeze blew her hair. ...

There's a sense of purpose in tides and the sea,

"A matter of Relativity

 http://home.iprimus.com.au/tsdet/relativity33.htm

.A fresh salt breeze blew in from the bay,

bringing with it the tang of sea

Waiting for Xena

http://thebookcase.org/xwp/text/dbwaiting.txt

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21  from foam-flecked waves whence - cry and hue –

the foam–flecked waves of the swelling seas,

John McKenny  Ireland 

http://www.ipv.pt/millenium/Ireland_esf4.htm

Foam-flecked waves beat on the shore
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With tidal currents running deep.
The stormy gales around us roar
But rock us in our sleep.

http://www.david.curtis.care4free.net/environ.htm

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22  white seagulls wheeled with plaintive mew.

Joyce prised them both away by yanking on their hair,

ignoring their plaintive mewling as ...

Overhead the seagulls wheeled,

crying wanly in the warm morning air.

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23  From too much walking tired limbs ache,

Limbs ache while walking ;

gait unsteady ; increasing debility.

Constantine Hering  Guiding Symptoms of our Materia Medica

http://www.homeoint.org/hering/c/cupr-ar.htm

the back and limbs ache, and the patient feels bruised and tired all over; weak and faint

Essentials of Homeopathic Therapeutics  

http://www.homeoint.org/seror/dewey/t.htm

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24  while fingers flexed with feeble shake

My fingers flexed, testing your resiliency.

Your skin was pliable and ... I could
feel your hands start to shake

http://www.herdesires.net/archives/stories/20000104_erotic_dre.html

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25  from every effort one must make. JR

When thirsty grief in wine we steep, 

When healths and draughts go free,
Fishes, that tipple in the deep, 

Know no such liberty.

Sir Richard Lovelace To Althea from Prison

http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/lovelace/altheaprison.htm

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27  I supped alone, but half awake,

28  then slumbered hours without a break.

Working for hours without a break can be dangerous to health.

"It's very exhausting to work a full shift without eating,"

David Bacon No Rest for the Weary

 http://www.zmag.org/content/showarticle.cfm?SectionID=15&ItemID=7319 

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29  Lowly plowman limped his way

30  with lowing herd, unheard were they.

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,

The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,

The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,

And leaves the world to darkness and to me.  

Thomas Gray : Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard

http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc

31  From dreamless sleep I did not stray,

What does it take to come back from dreamless sleep ?

The transition is created
through the re-enchantment of Eros,

Journal of Heart Centred Therapies

http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0FGV/is_1_8/ai_n13665152/pg_22

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He woke again from dreamless sleep,

and there was a change. From his corner, as he raised his heavy eyes,

there met them what seemed an unbearable brightness;

Robert Hugh Benson : Lord of the world

http://www.authorama.com/lord-of-the-world-59.html

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I wake from dreamless sleep.

For the first time since my unplugging,

I feel refreshed Following Serenity 

http://www.geocities.com/neo_trinity_archive/nextmorning.html

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Waking me up from dreamless sleep

To quench this thirst for blood so deep.
The night is now young but for how long ?

Hunting in the night so lonely ... Carpe Noctem

http://lyrics.rockmagic.net/lyrics/nocternity/carpe_noctem_1997.html

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32  thus missed the sad decay of day

And dayly spectacle of sad decay

Edmund Spenser : The Faerie Queen Book II

http://www.sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/fq/fq23.htm

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33  which mortal man may not delay, JR

34  spared from spite by sprite, elf and fay

Welcome prince and princess gay,

Elf and fay and sprite at play,

Dancing till the dawn of dayIda Coe : Story Hour   

http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext04/sthr310h.htm

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35  while hawk winged homewards, would not stay. JR

36  Sun, sinking, bid the birds asleep

The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep;
Then to your offices and let me rest.

William Shakespeare Midsummer Nights Dream

http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shakespeare/william/midsummer/act2.html

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37  though thorny hedgehogs on did creep

But, they do square, that all their elves for fear
Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there../.

You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
William Shakespeare Midsummer Nights Dream

http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shakespeare/william/midsummer/act2.html

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38  and tickled trout rose from the deep.

When thirsty grief in wine we steep,

When healths and draughts go free,

Fishes, that tipple in the deep, Know no such liberty.

Sir Richard Lovelace To Althea from Prison

http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/lovelace/altheaprison.htm

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laughing waters, which carried the joke

to the tickled trout in the pool below

William Davis 1935  Nimrod of the Sea 

http://www.galapagos.to/TEXTS/DAVIS.HTM

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39  My spirit, it was sealed so deep,

A slumber did my spirit seal; I had no human fears:
She seemed a thing that could not feel

The touch of earthly years.

William Wordsworth : A Slumber did my spirit seal

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40  no snore, no sigh, nor timid peep,

41  nor sound disturbed the sleeping sheep,...

and the rest of the citizens of this country are merely sleeping sheep

http://www.apfn.org/apfn/sheep.htm

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42  no lamb strayed far from shepherd’s keep -

Where no man went; and if from shepherd's keep
A lamb strayed far a-down those inmost glens,

Keats  :  Endymion

http://www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=3156&poem=60860

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42A few, few should part where many meet

42B or moor may be their winding sheet.

Few, few should part where many meet

The moor shall be their winding sheet.

Thomas Campbell  Hohenlinden

http://www.poetry-archive.com/c/hohenlinden.html

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42C Near bank where wild thyme blew so sweet,

42D where oxlips, nodding violet, greet

42E the senses, woodbine, musk rose mete,

42F together twine, round oak trees’ feet,

42G there hateful fantasies, deceit

42H were banished by dream lull’d heart beat.

42C – 42H Shakespeare Midsummer Night’s Dream

Oberon act II, ii)

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine.
There sleeps Titania some time of the nght,

And there the snake throws her enamell’d skin,

Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in:

And with the juice of this I’ll streak her eyes,

And make her full of hateful fantasies

http://library.thinkquest.org/25592/acttwo.htm

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and see the pattern of each field counting the blessing of its yield ...

through valley dark and hillside steep hear thy voice calling,

and come home. ...Jane Tyson Clement

http://www.bruderhof.com/articles/PoemsOfFaith.htm

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45  two brave buck deer who’d butt and bray

46  together met in mortal fray.

All round them paused the battle,

While met in mortal fray

The Roman and the Tusculan,

The horses black and gray.

Lord MacAulay   Lays of Ancient Rome

 http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext97/lrome10.txt

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47  Their antlers locked as flesh would fray

48  til one, the elder, brought to bay,

When gainst the oak his antlers fray’d

You shall see him brought to bay

Sir Walter Scott :  Hunting Song

http://www.bartleby.com/106/239.html

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49  strength fled, - fell !  Flat his form did stay, -

When I approached the spot, the battle was at its height.

Two huge bull moose were panting heavily,

their antlers locked.

http://www.nwf.org/nationalwildlife/article.cfm?issueID=50&articleID=629

It can also happen that two deer get their antlers locked

together and die from exhaustion.

http://cerfs.free.fr/english/automne-e.htm

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50  ne’er more to taste the scent of day.

She could smell the forest on him -

could almost taste the scent of pine needle,

snow, and wood smoke that clung to his skin and hair.

Late Fragments :  Ascian

 http://www.sugarbombs.com/genx/latefrag.htm 

.taste the scent of the tree on the wind.

Wittgenstein’s Logic of Language : Parable of the born-blind people

http://www.roangelo.net/logwitt/logwitt5.html

.51  Grey shadows glided by the brake;

two grey shadows glided in the dim light.

"They're early this year," the shepherd said. ...

Muhtar Auesov Fierce Gray

http://www.angelfire.com/rnb/bashiri/Stories/Fiercegrey.html

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52  where tawny owl and spotted snake

You spotted snakes with double tongue,

Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;

William Shakespeare  Mid Summer Night’s Dream

http://www.mindspring.com/~lfin/midsumlyrics01.htmlhttp://www.nhpa.co.uk/bin/nhpa.dll/go?a=disp&pt=1&t=us\sr-loader-start.html&si=&searchtext =00025540 

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Tawny Owl and Spotted Snake http://members.iinet.net.au/~bush/punctata.html 

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53  and playful badger cubs did wake, -

And the badgers roll at ease

Rudyard Kipling : The Road through the Woods

http://whitewolf.newcastle.edu.au/words/authors/K/KiplingRudyard/verse/p3/waythrough.html

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54  these rolled at ease where farmer’s rake

55 once  furrowed for his harvest take.

56  Soft winds the moonlit leaves did shake....

she came through the shining moonlit leaves,

bending down towards him ...
as two flowers are blown together

in the mild soft winds of summer; ...

Ouida   Signa  Book 3

 http://www.indiana.edu/~letrs/vwwp/ouida/signa3.html

56A while here and there a foamy flake

56B  winds whipped on silvery waterbreak.

And here and there a foamy flake ./.

with many a silvery waterbreak

Lord Tennyson : The Brook   

http://www.oldpoetry.com/poetry/7711

.57  On forest’s ferny floor a few

“Is there anybody there ?” said the Traveller,

Knocking on the moonlit door;

And his horse in the silence champed the grasses

Of the forest’s ferny floor;

Walter de la Mare The Listeners 

http://www.bartleby.com/265/92.html

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58  phantom horses’ hooves first flew,

59  then halted, fairy fronds to chew.

But only a host of phantom listeners   

That dwelt in the lone house then

Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight  

To that voice from the world of men:

While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,

Walter de la Mare The Listeners

http://www.bartleby.com/265/92.html

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60  I felt as if their feet once knew

And now you would never know

There was once a road through the woods

Rudyard Kipling : The Road through the Woods

http://whitewolf.newcastle.edu.au/words/authors/K/KiplingRudyard/verse/p3/waythrough.html

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I slowly walked up the path my feet once knew so well ... http://www.geocities.com/leash1230/noson.html

a constant reminder an echo, the periscope

I use to see the world my bare feet once knew

Devon Koren Bobbing for Apples

http://devon.trigmafall.com/cgi-bin/journal.cgi?folder=poetry&next=98

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61  the road that wound the wan woods through,

They shut the road through the woods

Seventy years ago.

Rudyard Kipling : The Road through the Woods

 http://whitewolf.newcastle.edu.au/words/authors/K/KiplingRudyard/verse/p3/waythrough.html

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62  now almost overgrown by yew.

Two dilapidated Norse Mills were once powered by this little stream

but are now almost overgrown by bracken and flags

Hebrides  

http://www.wildlifehebrides.com/safari/chronicles/tarrans/

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View the inscription on that gravestone,

which is now almost overgrown with thorns.

Hannah More  Stories for the Young

 http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/5/0/3/15034/15034-h/15034-h.htm

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63  Green glow worms glittered in the dew

in the rainforests of Darien.

Glow-worms glittered and bats swerved before our noses

http://66.102.9.104/search?q=cache:HwZyKW9BfrYJ:www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/main.jhtml%3Fxml%3D/travel/2003/10/07/etrain05.xml++%22glow+worms+glittered%22&hl=fr

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The morning sun glittered on the dew-dappled grass behind him, and the breeze contained invigorating scents and promises....

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http://www.tmffa.com/old/r/katanawoutsu02.txt

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64  blinking back to the star-backed blue....

The periwinkle grass and forgotten hiding places sung soft lullabies. He collected his thoughts and emotions, blinking back to reality. ...

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http://webpages.charter.net/aurelius/writings/kotnight.html 

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65  No marks of Man here marred the view.

In contrast to the view to the west, this one looking east has no marks of man - no TV antennae, no firebreaks, no road cuts. ...

Charlton Flat to Mt. Mooney and Devil Peak

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http://tchester.org/sgm/hikes/js/54-4_and_54-5.html
 

The white sandy shore, formed of disintegrated granite, was much trodden over by deer and other animals, but there were no marks of man discernible. ...

McCormak Journey across Newfoundland 1822

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http://www.mun.ca/rels/native/beothuk/beo2gifs/texts/HOW19b.htmlUnfortunately

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smog marred the view to the west Kerry  Alta Peak  

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http://kevingong.com/Hiking/AltaPeak.html 

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66  The pearls that string the Milky Way,

"And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,

When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee."

Lord Byron - Destruction of Sennacherib

http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/718.htmlThe

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brightest and largest of the Milky Way's satellites at 50000 ly wide or more, ... began to appear like pearls in the mid 1990s

NASA Supernova 1987 A

http://www.solstation.com/x-objects/sn1987a.htm

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67  I numbered them at dusk that day, -

Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,

That host with their banners at sunset were seen:

Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown

That host on the morrow lay wither’d and strown.

Lord Byron - Destruction of Sennacherib http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/718.html

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68  and when the sun rose where were they ?

and when the sun rose it was scorched and since it had no roots it withered awayParable of the Sower :  Mark 4, 6 http://virtualreligion.net/primer/sower.html

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Once again Lord Byron  - Destruction of Sennacherib http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/718.html 

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And when the sun rose and lighted up the house on the morrow, a mist came into the head of each of the three, so that they fell as if dead on the floor. ...

Finn and the phantoms

http://www.sacred-texts.com/neu/celt/gafm/gafm61.htm

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69  All happened here but yesterday,

It's all happened here before. ... I play the ones from yesterday. ...

http://ww.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Pit/7711/lyrics/beingth.txt

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70  now ended is our brief sweet play –

Go, songs, for ended is our brief, sweet play;
Go, children of swift joy and tardy sorrow:
And some are sung, and that was yesterday,
And some are unsung, and that may be tomorrow.

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 Francis Thompson

Go, songs, for ended is our brief, sweet play http://oldpoetry.com/oprint/5286

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71  Time, gipsy man, no more could stay ...

Time, you old gipsy man, will you not stay

put up your caravan just for one day

Ralph Hodgson  : Time, you old gipsy man

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http://www.bartleby.com/103/109.html

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A great while ago the world begun,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain;

But that’s all one, our Play is done

And we’ll strive to please you every day. 

Epilogue to Twelfth Night  - William Shakespeare

http://www-tech.mit.edu/Shakespeare/twelfth_night/twelfth_night.5.1.html 

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Enjoy !