546 NATURE NATURE
Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay,
Being too full of sleep to understand
How far the unknown transcends the what we know.
| author = Longfellow
| work = Nature. L. 9.
| topic = Nature
| page = 546
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| text = <poem>No tears
Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.
| author = Longfellow
| work = Sunrise on the Hilk. L. 35.
Nature with folded hands seemed there,
Kneeling at her evening prayer!
| author = Longfellow
| work = Voices of the Night. Prelude.
St. 11.
I'm what I seem; not any dyer gave,
But nature dyed this colour that I have.
Martial—Epigrams. Bk. XIV. Ep. 133.
Trans, by Weight.
O maternal earth which rocks the fallen leaf to
E. L. Masters—Spoon River Anthology.
Washington McNeely.
But on and up, where Nature's heart
Beats strong amid the hills.
Beldam Nature.
| author = Milton
| work = At a Vacation Exercise in the College.
1. 48.
Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth
With such a full and unwithdrawing hand,
Covering the earth with odours,fruits,and flocks,
Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable,
But all to please and sate the curious taste?
| author = Milton
| work = Comus. L. 710.
And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.
| author = Milton
| work = Comus. L. 727.
o Into this wild abyss,
The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
| author = Milton
| work = Paradise Lost.
| place = Bk. II. L. 910.
Thus with the year
Seasons return, but not to me returns
Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn,
Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose,
Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine;
But cloud instead, and ever-during dark
Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men
Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair
Presented with a universal blank
Of Nature's works to me expunged and rased,
And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
And liquid lapse of murmuring streams.
| author = Milton
| work = Paradise Lost.
| place = Bk. VIII. L. 263.
Accuse not Nature, she hath done her part;
Do thou but thine!
Let us a little permit Nature to take her own
way; she better understands her own affairs than
we.
Montaigne—Essays. Experience,
And not from Nature up to Nature's God,
But down from Nature's God look Nature
through.
Robert Montgomery—Luther. A Landscape
of Domestic Life.
| seealso = (See also Pofe)
| topic = Nature
| page = 546
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = <poem>There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters
meet.
Moore—The Meeting of the Waters.
And we, with Nature's heart in tune,
Concerted harmonies.
Wm. Motherwell—Jeannie Morrison.
Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies,
And catch the manners living as they rise.
| author = Pope
| work = Essay on Man.
| place = Ep. I. L. 13.
Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise;
My footstool Earth, my canopy the skies.
| author = Pope
| work = Essay on Man.
| place = Ep. I. L. 139.
All are but parts of one stupendous whole,
Whose body Nature is, and God the soul;
That changed thro' all, and yet in all the same,
Great in the earth as in th' ethereal frame;
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees;
Lives thro' all life, extends thro' all extent,
Spreads undivided, operates unspent;
Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part.
As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart.
| author = Pope
| work = Essay on Man.
| place = Ep. I. L. 267.
See plastic Nature working to this end,
The single atoms each to other tend,
Attract, attracted to, the next in place
Form'd and impell'd its neighbor to embrace.
| author = Pope
| work = Essay on Man.
| place = Ep. III. L. 9.
Slave to no sect, who takes no private road,
But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.
Pop&t- Essay on Man. Ep.rV. L. 331. (Verbatim from Bolingbroke—Letters to Pope,
according to Warton.)
| seealso = (See also IContgomery)
| topic = Nature
| page = 546
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| text = <poem>Ut natura dedit, sic omnis recta figura.
Every form as nature made it is correct.
Propertius—Elegue. II. 18. 25.
Naturae sequitur semina quisque suae.
Every one follows the inclinations of his own
nature.
Propertius—Elegvoz. III. 9. 20.
Natura abhorret vacuum.
Nature abhors a vacuum.
Rabelais—Gargantua. Ch. V.
| seealso = (See also Cicero)
| topic = Nature
| page = 546
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = <poem>Der Schein soil nie die Wirklichkeit erreichen
Und siegt Natur, so muss die Kunst entweichen.
The ideal should never touch the real;
When nature conquers, Art must then give way.
Schiller. To Goethe when he put Voltaire's Mahomet on the Stage. St. 6.
