An Abandoned Field
at Halesworth
Subtle almost beyond
thought are these dim colours,
The mixed, the all-including,
the pervasive,
Earth's own delightful
livery, banqueting
The eye with dimness
that includes all brightness
Ruth Pitter; Dun-Colour
In my beginning is
my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall,
crumble, are extended,
Are removed, destroyed,
restored, or in their place
Is an open field, or
a factory, or a by-pass.
Old stone to new building,
old timber to new fires,
Old fires to ashes,
and ashes to the earth
Which is already flesh,
fur and faeces,
Bone of man and beast,
cornstalk and leaf.
T. S. Eliot; East Coker
What would the world
be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness?
Let them be left,
O let them be left,
wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds
and the wilderness yet.
Gerard Manley Hopkins; Inversnaid
What profit hath a
man of all his labour
Which he taketh under
under the sun?
One generation passeth
away, and another generation cometh:
But the earth abideth
for ever.
The sun also ariseth,
and the sun goeth down,
And hasteth to his
place where he arose.
The wind goeth toward
the south, and turneth about unto the north;
It whirleth about continually,
And the wind returneth
again according to his circuits.
All the rivers run
into the sea; yet the sea is not full;
Unto the place from
whence the rivers come, thither they return.
All things are full
of labour; man cannot utter it.
The eye is not satisfied
with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.
The thing that hath
been, it is that which shall be;
And that which is done
is that which shall be done:
And there is no new
thing under the sun.
Is there any thing
whereof it may be said, See, this is new?
It hath been hear already
of old time, which was before us.
There is no remembrance
of former things;
Neither shall there
be any remembrance
Of things that are
to come
With those that shall
come after.
Ecclesiastes; 3-11