 Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.  The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly - Seite 10herausgegeben von - 1838Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Slavoj Žižek - 2006 - 424 Seiten
...- as Wordsworth put it, the Thing is the 'sober colouring' reality gets from the eye observing it: The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality.7 Perhaps, from this perspective of the Thing as Evil, one should turn around the well-known... | |
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