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Yes, I will be thy priest, and build a fane
In some untrodden region of my mind,
Where branched thoughts19, new grown with pleasant pain,
Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind:
Far, far around shall those dark-cluster'd trees
Fledge the wild-ridged mountains steep by steep;
And there by zephyrs20, streams, and birds, and bees,
The moss-lain Dryads21 shall be lull'd to sleep;
And in the midst of this wide quietness
A rosy sanctuary will I dress
With the wreath'd trellis of a working brain,
With buds, and bells, and stars without a name,
With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign22,
Who breeding glowers, will never breed the same:
And there shall be for thee all soft delight
That shadowy thought23 can win,
A bright torch, and a casement ope at night24,
To let the warm Love in!25
mid-18c., from Gk. dendrites "of or pertaining to a tree," from dendron "tree." The mineral so called for its markings.
Originally posted by Xoanon
reply to post by Eidolon23
Romantic love and committed monogamy require more of us and by trying our best to be more, we develop in to stronger individuals. And that spreads to all the right people.
For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
Rainer Maria Rilke
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"Where branched thoughts, new grown with pleasant pain,
Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind"