“O enter with me the gates of delight,
The gates of the garden of man’s desire,
Where spirits, touched by heav’nly fire,
Have planted the trees of life.”
(R.S. Bridges in Invocation to Music)
Liège-Flémalle (B)
In the world of skewness
When nature disappears from a front garden
“We, O Nature, depart,
Thou survivest us! this,
This, I know, is the law.
Yes! but more than this,
Thou who seest us die
Seest us change while we live;
Seest our dreams, one by one,
Seest our errors depart;
Watchest us, Nature! throughout,
Mild and inscrutably calm.”
(M. Arnold in The youth of man)
Chaudfontaine (B)
