Alexander Smith Quotes on Nature
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We hear the wail of the remorseful winds In their strange penance. And this wretched orb Knows not the taste of rest; a maniac world, Homeless and sobbing through the deep she goes.
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Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.
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In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines.
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Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.